The Cliffhanger

"Adrian!"

Flora's scream rent the air as Adrian crumpled to the ground.

Time slowed. The world narrowed. Nothing existed except the red spreading beneath him.

"No, no, no—Adrian!" She was already on her knees beside him, hands pressing against the wound before she even realized she'd moved. His blood was hot, slick, slipping between her fingers. Too much.

Adrian's breathing was ragged, uneven. His eyes fluttered. "Flora…"

Shh, don't talk," she whispered. "You're ...