Chapter 33

Velvet Pattinson's Point of View

I couldn't care less if I die.

But people around me would.

Grief is not an ideal ending.

I need to end this myself.

The level of the water is right on my chest.

Tch!

I pulled my arms as hard as I can.

I could hear the chains' noise. The metals are thick and strong.

Can I really achieve this?

Yes...

I can.

"Nghh!!"

I continued to pull my arms. And I can feel the the water on my shoulders.

PULL

PULL

Oh!

It's working!

Only a little more force!

But then...

I heard a voice, whispering at my right ear.

"Don't struggle so much, dear."

It's a deep voice that I didn't expect to hear.

I can't see his face, since he's whispering from my back.

I felt him finger-combing my hair. And I felt goosebumps all over my body.

" You can't break through this chains."

PISSED

" Who are you?! Don't tell me what I can and cannot do!"

As those words escaped my lips, I pulled my arms again.