Rena’s POVLeon’s eyes fluttered open, weak but still sharp enough to cut through the chaos. He winced, blood staining his teeth as he tried to speak. “Why… why the hell is Andre here?”“Leon,” I cried, clutching his hand. “That’s what you’re worried about right now?”“Yes,” he muttered hoarsely, his voice barely above a rasp. “It’s important.”I let out a shaky breath, half laughing, half sobbing. “You’re bleeding out, and that’s what matters to you?”“Yeah,” he croaked, smirking faintly even as pain twisted his face. “That son of a bastard got me real good… from behind. I’m gonna enjoy chopping him in pieces when I…”“Shut up!” I snapped, pressing the scarf harder against his wound. “Just stop talking, Leon! Please! Don’t make it worse!”He tried to laugh but coughed instead…harsh, wet, and awful. Blood spattered his lips, and I froze in horror.God please. I don’t want him to die.“Leon, please!” I begged, tears streaming down my cheeks. “You’re going to be okay, just hold on. They
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