CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
He only stopped to look if he did what he was supposed to do. He sighed before running off. Evelina lay down lifeless on the circular statue and next to him was Keaton also laying there lifeless. Instantly she murmured something as she tried getting up, confused, and disoriented. She touched her head first and instinctively looked inside her hands and wiped the blood off her clothes. She sat down and touched her side. She looked in her hand. Her heart pounded fast. She checked if she had been shot; she looked next to her. Keaton lay down and his blood had drained to where she was. A loud scream tore the skies. She got up and kneeled next to him, checking the pulse. She briefly smiled when she discovered a pulse.
“Please don’t die. Help somebody help me! Help! Please do
