My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was betting Jordan wouldn't fire at me.

It was my first guess.

Yet, at the same time, I sensed that Jordan would make an unexpected decision. There was no way for me to dodge this bullet.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Before I could figure out what to do, Jordan fired another shot in an attempt to hit Evan's other leg. Bright red blood stained the floor. Evan had no choice but to use his hands to support his body. Perhaps he was afraid of angering Jordan further, so he bit his lips hard to avoid making a sound even though his entire body was trembling. Even the veins on his forehead were visibly throbbing. Jordan's eyes were red with fury. He slowly cocked his gun away from Evan and toward the heavily injured Hendrix instead.

I had to put a stop to all this!

With no time to think or second-guess my decision, I quickly locked my gaze onto the gun in Jordan's hand.

The next second, I grabbed his hand and pulled it with all my strength. I aimed it at my left shoulder and used Jordan's finger to squeeze the trigger on the gun.

"Bang!"

my flesh. It felt like a thousand burning needles were ripping through my

my response anymore. My body felt like it wasn't mine as I felt my consciousness slip away and I started to

though I knew the shot was not fatal, I still looked yearningly over

was looking at

him, I had no other concerns anymore.

before I blacked out, I felt someone wrap

my eyes. Judging from the smell of

moved my

thigh. The pain felt very real. I was alive! Soon after, I started to be more conscious of the stinging

I won the bet.

What about Hendrix?

stretched one leg out, but before it could touch the ground,

Was Hendrix dead?

was lying. If he had killed Hendrix, he would not have

course." I raised my head and looked at him with hatred. "I live for him. If he is dead, there is no reason for me to stay