AVA
The gunshot echoed forever, a sharp, final sound that punched through the rain and the rust and my own screaming heart.
I stood there, gun still raised, smoke curling from the barrel like a question I couldn’t answer. Viktor clutched his shoulder, blood blooming dark across his navy suit, face twisted in shock and pain.
“What have I done” I said in panic and for a moment, I wanted to reach out to Viktor to know if he was alright. I didn’t know I would actually use this gin….I hadn’t aimed to kill—just to stop him.I had never shot a person in my life.
“Please be Okay, Don't you dare die!!, Lord please don’t let him die.”I prayed silently, the words tumbling out in my head like a frantic rosary I hadn’t touched since childhood. Let him live. Let the bullet miss anything vital. Don’t
