The globe seemed to have stopped in time.
Not the gunshots, not the hammering of her heart, nor the yell Liam's lips spilt as he surged towards her— Emily couldn't hear anything. Her head vanished into a black, stifling fog, and for a while, she questioned if this was what death felt like. Empty; cold.
Everything then came flying back simultaneously.
She heard the loud blast of a gunshot. She felt a stinging, scorching agony cutting throughout her body. Her vision was hazily, but she heard not her cry. Marcus's voice was low, guttural, then cut off by something even more startling.
Emily gazed up in horror, her eyes wide and her breath seized. Marcus was not now hovering over her. Rather, he staggered back gripping his chest, his face contorted in pain. Blood blushed on his clothin
