Third Person POV
Silence.
Tension.
Fear.
All of these emotions wander into the air surrounding the two masters of the game.
Their delicate hearts being held together. Their delicate souls are being tampered with.
One bullet. One death. One's cry for pain.
"Next time you won't be so lucky."
Her words hung in the air.
Next time?
Time is ticking.
Death may be closer than imagined.
Nathaniel's POV
It felt as though the bullet grazed my heart. It felt as if my world had ended.
My life flashed before my eyes.
She missed Aurora by a bit but what if? What if it hit her?
Emotions are thick in my body. I don't fear anything but right now I fear of life without Aurora.
Protection.
I don't care if I give myself up. I don't care if I die, as long as she thrives forward I will do
