"Zoey…" Matthew uttered under his breath.
He watched her, right before his eyes, how Zoey gasped, protecting him. Her gasp — although short and barely made a sound — was louder than the raining bullets firing in the background.
That fleeting second felt eternal.
His heart sank. His hands reached for her, but her fingers slipped from his reach. The time clocked back to normal.
"Zoey!" Matthew shouted, catching her in his arms.
Zoey gasped for air. Every breath took her great effort to do as her pupils constricted.
Pain. She could only feel pain and life slipping through her fingers.
"Zoey!" She heard him shout, shaking her awake. But Matthew's voice soon faded amidst the loud ringing sound in her ear.
"Darling…' Zoey thought internally, trying to get a hold of her vision but to no avail. She had lost too much blood and this last injury just took the remaining energy that kept her conscious.
