Beyond Goodbye: No Us Anymore
Eleanor forced down the discomfort in her stomach and kept filming.
A little girl, her face covered in blood, clutched a body that had already gone cold and cried her heart out.
Eleanor's eyes stung slightly, but she kept pressing the shutter. Even after three months here, she still hadn't learned how to come to terms with the brutality of war.
Just then, a sharp whistling sound tore through the air above them.
"Get down!" Alexander shouted.
Almost at the same moment, the explosion hit.
A powerful force slammed into Eleanor from behind, pinning her to the ground. The faint, familiar scent of tobacco surrounded her. Despite the fear, it gave her an unexpected sense of steadiness.