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Raina couldn’t move. It was too much. The shot boomed, echoing all around her. Her ears rung, the sound drowning out everything else, if there was anything else.
She stared at the man she thought she loved once upon a time. His face registered shock when he looked down. A single spot on his shirt turned red. Like ink from a broken pen. The red grew, more pumping out of the hole in his chest.
Damon fell to his knees, the jolt of his fall hard enough that he clutched for his chest. Or maybe that was because of the bullet hole.
Then he collapsed onto the floor. His blood created a stain right next to Adam’s blood. Twin holes. Two men unmoving. Ringing. Echoes. Silence.
Something touched her. A hand. Raina screamed, trying to lift the g*n against the person she never noticed in the roo
