The world, once mired in chaos, snapped into focus in an instant, and every reflection in her eyes was stained with the hue of blood.

She tumbled to the ground next to Ian, her knees hitting the concrete as she desperately tried to staunch the bleeding.

“Help! Somebody help!”

Her cries echoed around the empty warehouse, her voice returning to her as a haunting reminder of their isolation.

In that moment, the chaos ceased to grip her. She shook Ian’s body, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Nydia stood atop the staircase, her grip tightening on the gun. She tried to light a cigarette, but her trembling fingers refused to cooperate.

Her bodyguard hurried over.

“Nydia, what should we do?”

Nydia slapped him upside the head in frustration.

“What the hell are you waiting for? Get him to a hospital! Any later and we’ll be arranging a funeral!”

“Right away, right away.”

Nydia attempted to descend, but her legs nearly buckled beneath her.

Damn it, why did these things always have to involve her?

“Ian!!!”

approached, intent on carrying

onto the most precious thing in the world, refusing anyone else

to her senses,

to the

club knew how important Ian

aside.

regained its certainty as she draped one of Ian’s arms over

vehicle, the bodyguard glanced at Maja’s face in

clutched Ian’s hand tightly, her expression

her naivety, innocence,

events that had just transpired, focusing solely on his duty to get Ian

unconscious and in need

sat in the corridor, still and

Nydia had downed three cups of

said indifferently, “No good. She’s been hypnotized, not made a fool. She’s sharper

if I actually kill

I die,

So nonchalant.

a surge of anger and quickly inquired

“How’s the rescue going?”

the heart. He’s not in any life-threatening

collapsed back into her chair with a thud,

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