Lucas tore open packets of heavy-duty coagulant powder, dumping layer after layer over the severed stumps. Blood still seeped through, but the powder eventually did its job. He quickly grabbed a roll of sterile gauze, tightly binding the wound until the bleeding was completely under control.
Once the horrific injury was wrapped, Lucas sat back on his heels, wiping a layer of cold sweat from his forehead.
Before he could even catch his breath, he looked up to find Bella staring at him.
"It's done," he breathed out.
Bella gave a curt nod, her shoulders finally dropping an inch.
On the floor, Debbie weakly reached up with her good hand and pulled the blood-stained towel from her mouth. She didn't even have the strength to sit up. She lay there, her chest heaving, staring at Bella with eyes full of pure, unadulterated hatred.
The pain radiating from her hand was blinding, burning straight into her nervous system.
"I severely underestimated you," Debbie rasped, her voice trembling with agony. "You are a vicious, venomous shrew, Bella. A psychotic shrew..."
Unfazed, Bella picked up a clean towel and used it to scoop up the two severed fingers from the carpet. She crouched down, dangling the bloody bundle right in front of Debbie's face.
"A shrew? Me? And what exactly are you? Let's keep our voices down, Debbie. Neither of us are saints. I never intended to take it this far, but you forced my hand. You drove me to this extreme, and now there is no turning back for either of us."


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