Married The Wrong Groom
Just as a tense silence began to settle, another signal rang out, sharp and unmistakable.
“Do you think that means more of them are coming for us?” Malix asked, noticing that I had finally caught up to him, his voice edged with urgency.
“Maybe,” I replied firmly, my grip tightening on my weapon. “We need to get out of here, fast.” As I spoke, I quickly turned and shot the one who had tried to sneak up behind us, dropping him before he could pull the trigger.
Ali glanced at us briefly, her strength clearly fading, before her body gave out and she collapsed. Malix reacted instantly, catching her before she hit the ground, his expression tightening with concern.
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