RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV

The force of the bullets hitting me in the back sent me crashing forward.

I hit the ground, the gun skidding out of my hand.

Grunting from the pain firing up my back, I raised my head, my eyes meeting those of Hazel's wide ones.

Tears filled them up as she stared at me, the light in the room making them glisten like stars; then a choked sob escaped her lips, a single teardrop tracing its path down her cheek.

My heart twisted in my chest. I hated that it had taken ...