[WARNING NOTICE: This chapter contains acts of violence that may be upsetting for some readers.]
Pharis just stared at Lunari who's in her arms. She's barely breathing and has lost a lot of blood from the gunshot but it still wouldn't sink into Pharis's head. It's as if she's still daydreaming, telling herself that this isn't real but no matter much he tried to pinch herself, she just wouldn't wake up.
Lunari cough and tried to look at Pharis's face, "I-I'm sorry… I'm n-not going to m-make it."
"Shut up," Pharis said firmly as she looks at the woman. She covered her wound with her hands to stop the bleeding but it's too late. The bleeding wouldn't stop and the injury is critical.
"We will get out of this together. You can't die yet. You have to pay for your sins in prison," she said while gritting her teeth. Pharis can't accept the truth that she's facing right now or more like, she won't.
