It was then I heard a small laughter. "Remember, how I drowned your pet dog as your birthday gift and framed you sister? Lets play that game again. "
I gasped at the ruthless memory when Victoria's hand pressed down on my head, forcing me under ruthlessly.
"Sister, you can't swim because of that trauma right? Tonight I will make you relive that hell."
Her monstrous satisfaction quickly shifted to a gently cry.
"Lianna…please don’t be angry…I just wanted to see the festival…Sister, don’t hurt me…. No! I didn’t mean anything! "
My body convulsed, drowning, the world going dark at the edges. Through the muffled chaos, a loud roar shattered the night.
"VICTORIA! "
A splash followed immediately as Zyan jumped in the river, pulling Victoria in his arms immediately.
"Victoria! Are you hurt? Don’t be scared! I am here! "
It was then with the last of my strength, my arm shot out of the surface, water filling my lungs, mouth and ears as my daughter twirled in my stomach like she was crying frantically.
And only then Zyan looked at me.
One glance.
One cold, raged glare.