Jasper was slumped on the sofa, his face and neck covered in blood, resembling a dead fish.

Zoe, her face as white as paper, stood before him, her trembling hand still clutching a knife dripping with blood.

Blood also stained her face, whether her own or splattered from Jasper's, she didn't know.

Ryan's face darkened as he approached, his first reaction being to check Jasper's breathing.

Finding no signs of breath, he hesitated for a moment before turning to the motionless Zoe: "Did you kill him?"

Zoe's eyes turned a terrifying shade of red, her mouth opened several times before she managed to tremble out a response: "He forced me,...