As the adrenaline began to wear off, the reality of what had just happened settled in. Emily, the woman who had threatened to tear apart everything I held dear, was lying defeated at my feet. My breath came in ragged gasps, my body still trembling from the intensity of our fight. I could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on me, even more so now that I had taken such drastic action.
Vincent's hand on my shoulder was grounding, pulling me back from the edge of exhaustion. His touch was warm, steady, and filled with unspoken concern. He was always the one to stand by me, even when others doubted me. I leaned into his strength for a moment, drawing the courage I needed to face what came next.
"We need to secure her," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "She's too dangerous to be left unguarded."