[FLASHBACK]
"Four Bennets down... that only leaves Slater Bennet."
Finn gazed down at Nina before he pushed himself up. Turning to leave her to die, he stopped when he felt a weak grip on his ankle. He raised a brow and glanced back at her, only to see Nina opening her mouth, revealing the blood smeared across her teeth.
"Help… me…" she whispered, tears flowing down her cheeks. "... please… Finn."
Finn had his lips drawn into a thin line, staring into her shaky eyes as she cried for help. Her hold on his ankle was loose, and he could easily kick it away. However, he stared down at her without saying a word before a shallow breath slipped past his lips.
***
Finn sat in a chair beside the hospital bed in a private ward. His eyes were fixed on the woman lying there. Another sigh escaped him.
