ZYAIR'S POINT OF VIEW
"I love you, Zyair."
I clearly saw it. Blaze was supposed to fire the gun on me. He was pointing it on my direction. I'm supposed to be the one who's lying on the cold ground right now.... not Florence.
A huge lump obstructed my throat as I stare at her smiling faintly at me.
"W-Why?" is the only thing I could utter.
She held my cheeks, tears brimming her eyes, the most beautiful pair of orbs that I have ever seen is now tainted with tears of pain and fear.
Florence... My Florence blocked the bullet for me. She didn't hesitate to catch the bullet in hopes of saving me.
I shook my head furiously. "Y-You shouldn't do that, Florence!" I shouted at the top of my lungs after gaining my voice back. "W-Why did you do that, huh?!"