Andrea’s POV
Everything after the shot felt like it exploded in slow motion… like the world forgot how to move forward for a full second.
The crack of the gunfire still echoed in my skull, but it was the thud that broke me. That heavy, sickening sound of a body hitting stone. Braxton’s body.
He collapsed right in front of me, like a freaking human shield, his arms still halfway wrapped around me and Kira.
“Braxton!”
I didn’t know if it was Kira or me who screamed. Maybe it was both of us. Maybe it was everyone.
Or maybe it was just my heartbeat roaring in my ears like thunder, drowning everything out.
He was bleeding. There was blood.
So much of it. His shoulder… oh, God, his shoulder, was soaked. Red seeping through the fabric of his gray field trip hoodie, splattered down to the
