Shattered Resistance

The sea lashed incessantly against the rocks as the sound of waves echoed in the air.

Tess lay motionless on a lounge chair, silently gazing at the azure sea and sky outside. She was no longer in the black professional suit she wore three days ago but in a long white dress. On the luxurious mat on the ground lay shards of glass, speckled with traces of blood.

"How is she?

"Mrs. Drexel has not eate