My arm, forehead, and knees kept smashing against the stairwell as he pulled me, blood streaming down my face.
But he didn’t care.
He threw me in front of Emily’s hospital bed, forcing my head down, shoving me to my knees to beg her forgiveness.
Everyone pointed their fingers at me, accusing me of being reckless, of nearly killing Daniel Hughes and that “innocent” girl.
I still remember the look in Daniel’s eyes—disgust, anger, disappointment. So complicated, yet cold enough to chill me to the bone.
On my knees, my voice trembled.
“I only wanted her to leave you… I never meant for it to end this way.”
Margaret Hughes ground her teeth in fury and slapped me several times across the face.
“If anything happens to Daniel, I’ll use my life to make sure you die a miserable death!”
Daniel just stood there, looking at me with no emotion in his voice.
“Sophia, thank you for making me realize just how important Emily is to me.”
“She’s just a young woman, only twenty-three, in the prime of her life, and now she’s disabled forever.”
“You are the cause of all this. You could have handled it better, but instead you chose the cruelest way.”
He gripped my chin hard.