Vincent's POV
The world came back to me in fragments.
First, the pain.
A dull, throbbing ache at the base of my skull.
Then, the dry taste of metal in my mouth. My ears rang like distant sirens, and I felt the floor under my back, sticky and cold.
I blinked slowly.
Blurry faces. Harsh whispers. Someone was crying.
And then I remembered…
Zaara.
She was the one who swung the crowbar.
Right into my skull.
I remembered the blur of movement, the rage her eyes.
How brave.
I should've been angry. Enraged. Betrayed.
But all I felt was… nothing.
Nothing but a dull, distant ache behind my eyes.
I shifted slightly. My body was sore. My vision kept doubling and sharpening again. I felt something sticky in my hair. Blood, probably. Not mine. Or maybe it was.
Didn't matter.
Then, the noise.
Voices. Footsteps. Crying.
Accusations.
"…Vincent killed Kai."