"I am sorry," Ziana mumbled as she recovered from the shock. But that wasn't the end.
She frantically held the knife and pulled it out of his stomach, making him scream loudly.
"Are you crazy?" He grumbled, his face twisting in pain as Ziana held the bloody knife.
Her puppy eyes looked at the sharp edge stained with blood and then at his wounded stomach. Wait, what did she just do?
"Argh, this hurts like hell." Zayden groaned and slumped on the couch beside him. He held his bleeding waist and glared at his loving wife. This lady was making him experience every human emotion. And this pain was not something he ever wanted to try.
"Go bring a doctor!" He yelled as Ziana innocently looked at him, lost in a pool of questions.
"But you aren't supposed to bleed." Ziana murmured looking at his bleeding stomach. His off-white hoodie was stained red and she couldn't figure out why.
He was dead already. So why was he bleeding?
