18 The bottle exploded as it touched his lips.

Says:

The bottle exploded as it touched his lips. The glass shards left cuts over his body as they blossomed outward from the blast. Time slowed down. As shards entered his left eye and then his right he was blinded. Time kept slowing. His shirt ripped every which way and blood began to seep through it. Time stopped. A few shards floated in mid air, while most had already buried their way deep into the man’s flesh. The look on his face was frozen in anguish, and his muscles were tense in mid flinch. This exact moment was the most painful moment of his life; not because of the physical pain, but the heartbreak of this traitorous act. How could she have done this?

He concentrated harder still than he already was and time began to move in reverse. Shards slowly floated out of his skin and back into the shape of a bottle and he watched as his arm moved it away from his face. He set the bottle back on to the table, and began to tear up as he walked out of the room.