Rhoda's POV
“I'm okay,’ he murmured weakly, but his voice was faint.
“You're not!” I cried. “You're not okay!”
Another gunshot rang out, and I flinched again.
A dull thud followed, the sound of a body hitting the ground.
I turned my head just in time to see one of the police officers lowering the gun.
The man who had fired at us lay lifeless on the cold ground, blood pooling beneath him.
“Help me!” I shouted at the officer, “Please….he has been shot!”.
Lucian's body rested against his chair, the weight of the chair heavier than before.
“Stay with me,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Lucian…please…don't close your eyes
His head tilted slightly.
“I'm okay,” he mumbles again but it sounded more like a lie meant to comfort me than the truth.
“Don't say that?” I cried. “You're not o
