Chapter 1 (Chase POV)

Gritting my teeth, I seized a jagged shard of glass from the shattered remains on the floor, my trembling hand clutching it tightly, and pointed it to his neck. Stab him.. stab him! The words echoed in my mind, urging me to act, to stab him.

For a moment, his gaze met mine, his head slowly lowering to glance at the menacing glass fragment pressed against his vulnerable neck. And then, a chilling chuckle escaped his lips, an unsettling mix of amusement.