Fixating her gaze on Maggie, she brandished the knife.
âMaggie, youâve made me suffer immensely.
Iâm going to kill you.
Go to hell!â
Maggie shrieked, desperately trying to dodge her.
jana, calm down.
Murder leads to prisot
âDidnât you Lock me up in a mental hospital? Iâm a psychiatric patient now.
Even if I murder someone, I wonât be imprisoned due to my mental instability!â Yanaâs eyes blazed with insanity.
A growing crowd of spectators encircled them, but as they bore witness to Yanaâs unhinged actions, they distanced themselves from the situation.
Some cried for help, others reached out to hospital security.
Drake, caught off guard, stood frozen in shock.
Upon grasping the gravity of the situation, he attempted to pacify Yana.
âYana, what are you thinking? Drop the knife now.
Donât make a rash decision!â
âStay back! Come any closer, and Iâll take you down with her!â
Brandishing the knife, Yanaâs glare was piercing as she addressed
Drake.
âItâs your daughterâs mess.
Youâre as culpable as she is for my torment!â
Stung by her words, Drake stepped back, a pang of guilt washing over him.
Fearing for her fatherâs safety, Maggie interjected, âYana, donât harm my father.
Put the knife down, and we can sit down and discuss this.
â
Yana shot her a scornful look.
âSo you wish to negotiate? Fine, but donât back away.
â
Maggie swallowed hard, feigning calm.
âYana, first, put down the knife.
Iâll come closer then.
â
âScared? Thereâs no room for discussion between us.
I will end you, Maggie!â
With a crazed laugh, Yana lunged at Maggie.
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Without a second thought, Maggie pivoted and sprinted away.
At this point, Bart, drawn by the commotion, arrived in the hallway
The sight of Yana, brandishing the knife while relentlessly chasing his sister, left him dumbstruck, and he quickly intervened.
âYana, whatâs gotten into you? Donât harm Maggie.
â
Out of breath, Yana stared wide-eyed at him.
âOut of my way, or itâs your life next!â
In a bid to pacify her, Bart pleaded, âLetâs not resort to this, Yana.
We can sit down and talk.
Weâre family, after all.
â
âAnd who are you to call me family? Out of my path!â