Isabella Martini - POV
All I heard was the sound of gunshots when Gael fell to the ground next to me. "Gael!" I screamed as I moved towards him. He held his chest while his hand was slowly turning red as the blood oozed from his wound. "Don't die on me," I mumbled when he turned around to look at me.
"You are safe," he whispered as a smile formed on his face while I shook my head. Tears kept streaming down my cheek while I tried to put pressure on his wounds.
"You are not going to die."
"I don't think I will make it, Bella." he choked out as I saw the blood drip from the side of his mouth.
"Don't say that. You…" he placed his finger on my lips, shutting me up.
"I am sorry for everything I did to you, Bella. But before I go, I want to tell you something." he took a deep breath as I saw his face contort in pain. "I am happy for you, Bella. And please tell me that you forgave me."