Tabitha's POV His voice rang out all of a sudden, like a bucket of cold water splashing towards me, instantly waking me up. I turned my head and looked at Derek, whose appearance startled me. Blood from Elena still smeared my face, and I knew I must look like a stranger to him now. Derek looked at me, his eyes filled with shock. "Tabitha, you knew?" I stared into his eyes without the slightest intention of looking away. Then I sneered, "Surprised, aren't you? While you were busy trying to figure out how to calm me down, I had already taken action. Derek, you said you'd handle this, remember? Well, I've already dealt with her." I looked at him and continued coldly, "You handle it yourself? Or shall I?" Elena's body bore five wounds, and her white dress was stained red with blood, mak