You Can Run But...
She would have almost sighed in relief if she hadn't seen blood beginning to seep through.
She looked into his face as she watched him stand up, then collapse again, "Fuck!" He cursed.
"Oh God," she whispered shakily, then ran out of the door, past him gasping for breath, to Lina's room, where she interrupted an intimate moment.
"Fuck it," Luca muttered, his hands on Lina's nightgown sleeves, "all I wanted was one fucking hour."
But when Lina looked at Maya's face, she knew nothing was alright. Pushing her shirt sleeves back up, she ran to her and asked, "Madame, are you ok?"