"I am here!" a weak voice full of pain sounded from the other corner. Eve ran there as fast as she could only to see Damien lying on the ground on his back. His leg had a large cut and his ribs were broken.
"Oh damien! I was so worried. Thank goodness you are alright." The fountain near the river shook and fell on the ground at that moment. The whole building had fallen and still the debris was falling from here and there. Even if someone had survived the fire before, they would have died by now.
"Can you stand up?" She tried to help him. But he shook his head.
"Eve, it was not me." the voice came with force. Damien's face was ashen. And all she wanted was to drag him out of this hell hole. She would only feel safe in their estate. But Damien was looking at the river as if he was searching for something.
"Damien.." Damien finally turned to look at her. He held her hand and sighed.