Rebecca clearly saw blood dripping down from his shoulder.

Looking at Zachary, she smiled - a smile so gentle and beautiful.

Her hands gripped Zachary tightly, but her eyes showed no sympathy.

Her smile was breathtaking, almost heartbreakingly beautiful, in a way that no one could understand.

The crowd was chaotic, with everyone rushing forward.

"You owed me a life," Rebecca whispered, her voice so soft it could've been carried ...