Alexander?!
Oh my God!!!
I immediately plunged myself down to his side, my heart beating frantically against my ribcage.
I stared at him in panic, not knowing what to do exactly.
How do I stop the blood that was continuously flowing out by the side of his stomach, soaking his midnight black shirt? And I really hate the sight of blood.
I desperately looked around the library, my eyes seeking to find a thick cloth but all I could see were books neatly stacked on shelves. I sighed out in frustration, but then, my eyes caught a white thick cloth that looked like a blanket. It was carelessly drooped on a one-sitter chair at the far end of the library.
Has that chair been here all this while? Not caring about the answer to that question, I immediately rushed towards the chair, almost tripp
