Blood soaked my clothes as I tried to pull out the knife in my chest. My vision blurred as my knees trembled, making me kneel on the ground. Clayton rushed towards me. He was in a panic when he gently carried me. I coughed as blood came out from my mouth.
“Anastasia!” I heard Damon’s voice. I’m hoping that it was real. I wished that he was the one who was running now in my direction. Damon widened his eyes and growled when he took me in Clayton’s arms.
It looked like he was going to attack someone, whoever he wanted.
“What happened to her? s**t! Anastasia, don’t you dare die. If you die, I will not ever forgive you.” Damon’s words made me quiver, and my heart fluttered when I saw his concerned look.
Clayton didn’t have a chance to answer Damon when Damon turned around and left Clayto
