She helped Isabelle sit in the bed wrapping her arms around her trembling body. Isabelle's hazel eyes wandered around, trying to focus.
After a few more seconds, Isabelle gestured her to help her get to Allen.
He was still beating Sean, and the moment Cassidy could get a glimpse of him, she saw the carnage his face had turned into. His body wasn't moving, and the sudden cold shiver running down her spine told her that, if Allen didn't stop, he was going to kill him
She wanted him to die, too, but she realized, after seeing his unrecognizable face, that it was a merely a figure of speech.
"Ari." She spoke with a raspy, hoarse voice. Allen didn't reply, though, raising his fist once more. "Allen, stop." She said once more, reaching her hand to touch his bloody fist.
Cassidy stood back, watching them.
