Amelie
I had no idea which was more traumatizing. The fact that Maeve who I had just spoken to a few hours ago was dead, or the fact that Hassan had attempted to take his own life and was currently in the hospital.
From the information Liam and I had just received, Maeve had been shot and killed in the hotel room they stayed at. And after receiving treatment at the hospital, Hassan had attempted slitting his wrist with one of the surgical equipment. But thankfully he was caught and sedated before he could harm himself any further.
This was beyond anything I've heard before, and the mere thought of everything sent cold chills down my spines. Liam and I were supposed to be at the hospital right now, but I couldn't even move my body. My entire being had been consumed by fear, and the most I could do was sit and cry my eyes out.
Maeve was pregnant, she didn't deserve any of this. She had come all the way to London to be with her best friend, not to die.
