Chapter 056
Emilia's POV
My jeans were soaked with Lena's blood.
With the dagger still lodged in her chest, she fell into me like a shattered doll. At first, her body felt too warm—alive. However, that warmth was quickly vanishing. I thought I might be able to keep her alive, so I held her closer.
She fluttered her lashes. "All I wanted was to be remembered."
My mouth quivered. "You are."
She grinned or attempted to. She hardly moved her mouth. Once, then again, her breath caught.
Nikolas slid next to me. His arms encircled us both, but his gaze was fixed solely on her. "Avoid closing your eyes. Remain.
Lena blinked slowly. "He was never mine, was he?"
Nikolas remained silent. Neither could I.
She twitched the dagger with her fingers. I reached for her hand, but it was too late.
