The moment I saw the sniper's scope aimed at Timoteo, I threw myself forward without thinking.The force of the impact sent me flying, crashing into Timoteo's arms.I could hear my own breath, heavy and ragged in my chest. Every lungful of air tasted like blood.Timoteo's body stiffened at once."Fina?"His arm instinctively tightened around me, trying to catch my slipping form.The pain was so intense that the world blurred before my eyes, but I struggled to raise my head and look at his face.I had known this face for 12 years and loved it for just as long. Today, I finally let go for good.Timoteo's pupils dilated in shock, and his arm holding me shook uncontrollably. His Adam's apple bobbed, as if he wanted to say something."Timoteo, help me!" Nadia, tear-streaked and trembling, looked at him desperately.His body tensed, and his eyes flashed with a painful conflict.One was me—the one who had been by his side for 12 years. The other was Nadia—the first love he had once
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