Callum POV
Shit, this f*****g stings.
He took her. He got that knife, killed Garreth, and he took her. He plunged his weapon into me, and now she’s gone. He f*****g won.
I look down to that burning feeling I’ve been holding for the past, what, several minutes? Hours? Hell if I know. The blood hasn’t stopped pouring out of the tear he made and I can’t feel myself heeling at all.
Fuck, this hurts.
Keeping my right hand on my stomach, I use my other to push me from the floor. Grabbing a nearby chair, I hoist myself up into the seat. Taking a look around for something that might help, I see nothing. He really left me here in a room with nothing. I can’t figure out if this guy was maintaining an office merely to keep up the façade of whatever he was trying to look like, or
