As the burning agony tore over my side and my breath held in my throat, the planet melted. My legs failed, and I fell, the surroundings whirling into a red-hot misery vortex.
NO! Raw with desperation, Enzo's voice sliced through the fog and surged at me. His arms encircled me just as I dropped into him, my sight swirling with every pulse.
Isabella, no; remain with me instead. So kindly. Try not to do this.
I gasped, struggling to remain aware, but the gloom seemed to swallow me. Though I couldn't focus on it, the blood felt warm, sticky against my skin. Enzo, his eyes wide with terror as he cradled me in his arms, wanted my whole attention.
"Why"? For what reason would you do this? Whispering, my words almost audible as I gazed up at Jonathan. His nasty smile still curled his lips, and his eyes showed no trace of regret.
