Damon pushed himself off the ground slowly. His body shook from pain, and the wound in his chest was still open, but he forced himself to stand. Blood ran down his clothes. His eyes stayed on Rosa’s still body. Something inside him broke all over again.

He walked to her. Every step was hard, but he kept going. When he reached her, he sank to the ground. He lifted Rosa gently, as if she could feel pain, as if she could wake up if he touched her too hard. He pulled her against his chest. Her ...