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A sudden, deafening sound bursts through the walls. In an instant, the world stops.
There’s an impact that echoes through my chest and breaks my heart.
"Damien!"
Without a care in the world, I run all the way to the kitchen, following the line of reinforced glass panels all the way to the door that leads to the patio. Then I see him.
Brandon, standing in front of Damien, with the gun pointed straight at his chest.
His handsome face is towards Brandon as he shoots. His body take the bullet, then he falls to the ground as blood begins leaking from his abdomen.
His white shirt suddenly turns red, like the flowers he had filled my apartment with just days ago.
"No!"
On impulse, I run to him. Desperately, I cross the lawn without a care in the world. My breath leaves my body in ragged gasps, and all my thoughts are set on him.
My body meets his as I fall to him, my hands rushing to cradle his head. "Damien, please, wake up!" I beg.
My eyes well up with tears. Damien's lips have begun to turn pale.
As I look at him, I think that if he dies, I may die with him.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Brandon's voice finally reaches me. Chaos begins to burn around us, but I don't notice it. Instead, I only notice the way he looks at me, with those unhinged eyes full of anger.
Jealousy. Now I understand it all.
"What did you do?" I demand, crying bitter tears.
Brandon takes a step toward me. "Even in death, you still prefer him," he whispers.
"Of course. I choose him. I love him!" I shout.
Brandon looks at me and shakes his head. "No. You can't love him. You're mine. Mine, don't you understand?"
One of the guards arrives on the scene. He shouts my name, and Brandon looks at guard, who is soon joined by many more.
Immediately, the scene changes. Brandon takes off running across the field as he’s chased by a series of bodyguards. Those remaining stand around me.
"We have to call 911..." I whisper.
Tears well up in my eyes, and I realize my hands have become stained with blood, so red that they look dyed with ink.
One of the guards runs over and places his hands on Damien's chest, applying first aid while two others protect us.
My eyes close as I hear the body slump, and then I start to hear someone screaming.
But none of that matters to me.
"Damien, Damien," I call out.
You can't die. You can't leave me now. You can't...
Slowly, his eyes open. And through the iridescent corners of his irises, I think I witness a glimpse of life and recognition.
"Damien." I sigh with relief and kiss his forehead. "You're going to be okay," I promise him.
