Time seemed to stand still as I sat next to the road holding Christian in my arms, his head lolled to one side and the pain seared through me. My own blood dripped onto his face and I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Kiran, you need to let go.”
I turned my head sideways and looked at the police officer crouched next to me. Two paramedics stood right behind him and I let go reluctantly. One of them shone a light in my eyes and said something but I couldn’t focus.
They were looking for a pulse but I already knew. Death had taken him from me and I’d never before hated him as I did in that moment. One of the paramedics looked back at me and I could see the pity in her eyes.
“Sir…have you been drinking?” It was another police officer that had asked me that, someone I didn’t know.
“No.”
My Jee
