What I really feared happened. Javier Walton attacked Aldric Bloom, my husband. With one shot at close range, he knocked my husband down on the floor covered in blood. It felt like my knees went weak at the sight of it happening so fast, but it seemed to me that everything was happening in slow motion without me being able to do anything.
Even when I just realized, I screamed as loud as I could while rushing towards my husband. I hugged him who started to gasp, I don't even care for my life anymore. If Javier pulls the trigger one more time and pierces my head, I really don't care.
I've never been afraid of losing anything in my entire life, but this time I really felt how horrible every second that passed in my life was. I have no one in this strange place. Luckily some good people helped me and Aldric.
