CHAPTER THIRTY – EIGHT: WAKE UP
ROSE AMARA'S POV
I rushed up to him and knelt down next to his lifeless body, my heart thumping so loud I could feel the pulse in my ears. Blood soaks the man's shirt and then startlessly flows out of him, leaving him with the impression that life is fleeing him.
I put my trembling fingers on the hole and push as firmly as I can.The commotion around, the gunfire, the whimpering noises, the people's shouts, all of it vanishes into the background. I can only concentrate on the man who is lying on the ground.
My voice chokes as I say, "Don't go...don't you dare go," but I sniffle nevertheless, keeping my eyes on the task at hand.
He is promised... He would never leave me again.
I scream at the top of my voice to everyone who can hear.
"Get Dr Halili!
