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Chapter 21

Author: aestheny
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-07 21:12:12

The world felt unbearably still, the chaos beyond the cracked walls reduced to distant echoes. My lungs burned from shallow breaths, my ears ringing with the memory of gunfire. But Damien's ragged breathing beside me was worse.

I shifted carefully, every movement sending a jolt through his body. His weight pressed down hard, warm and sticky against my arm.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Damien... can you hear me?"

His eyelids fluttered open, revealing eyes clouded with pain. He tried to focus, blinked against the darkness. His hand twitched weakly in mine. I dared to lean closer, scanning the bleeding wound beneath his shirt. A dark stain spread across his side—deep, raw. The blood was warm and sticky on my fingers.

I can't lose him here.

My fingers trembled as I found a worn spot on my thick hoodie, a threadbare patch stretched thin and ready to give. I tugged sharply, the fabric tearing with a soft rip. The rough edge bit into my skin as I twisted the makeshift bandage around D
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