Damien's POV:
I stood frozen as my hands trembled, the gun still in my grasp.
My eyes were locked on her body, lying lifelessly on the floor in a pool of blood. Her eyes were closed, her once vibrant skin now pale and cold. I couldn’t believe it. This couldn’t be real.
What have I done?
The gun slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a dull thud. Cold shivers ran through his body. Pain exploded behind my skull.
My breath hitched, and before I knew it, I was screaming—screaming as if that would somehow stop the agony ripping through my head.
I clutched my head with both hands, fingers digging into my temples as if it could force the pain away. But it didn’t stop.
“Damien.” Caspian’s voice came through. He rushed to my side, but I shoved him away with all the strength I could muster.
“Get away from me.” I growled, my voice rough and unrecognizable. I wasn’t sure who I was anymore. The world was spinning around me, but my focus was solely on the woman I had just... murdered.
Sabr
