HAZEL STYLES POV

The gun went off, and I gasped, my eyes widening as something hot pierced the side of my stomach.

It went quiet for a second and then I stumbled, my vision blurring as a sudden crushing pain knocked the breath right out of my lungs.

I doubled over, my trembling hands moving to the warmth spreading through my clothes. The metallic tang of blood filled my mouth, and as I glanced down at my stomach, my hands clutching at the blood-soaked portion of my dress, I realized that ...