Chapter 249

　　Tabitha's POV 　　Watching people around me perish one by one filled me with an unprecedented fear. 　　John was the last hope that kept me going. 　　I had to do my best to keep him by my side. 　　I wanted to clean Dad's body, but my injured hand rendered the simple wish almost impossible. 　　I couldn't even handle a simple job like wringing out a towel. 　　Jasper, seeing my embarrassment, considerately wrung the towel dry for me. Then he patiently soothed me, "Tabitha, don't worry. Derek avoided the vital areas. Maybe your hand will heal in time. You shouldn't give up hope." 　　I scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "So you're saying I should be thankful that he showed mercy?" 　　I looked at my useless wrist and added in a cold voice, "My biggest regret is not being able to kill Elena. That damn psycho!" 　　I realized that there was something wrong with Elena when I saw her reaction to pain. Even in extreme agony, she bit her lip hard, refusing to make a single sound. 　　"Tabitha, Elena is