"Lydia, wake up... Are you okay?"
The moment Lydia opened her eyes, Ethan's face came into view. Relief flooded his expression as he pulled her tightly into his arms, but the second she regained her senses, she shoved him away and looked around frantically.
"Where's Julian? Where is he?"
Ethan froze, about to answer, when Lydia spotted Julian lying several feet away. His right arm was twisted at an unnatural angle, blood soaking through most of his clothes. Panic instantly overtook her. She stumbled toward him and dropped to her knees beside him, checking his pulse and breathing with trembling hands. Both were weak but steady.
Only then did she finally let out a shaky breath of relief. Tears were already running down her face by the time she realized she was crying.
Watching her panic
