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Author: Starlit Ink
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Liam

The moment I saw the barrel swing toward Alex, I didn’t think. There was no time for hesitation, no room for logic or self-preservation. All I knew was that I couldn’t let him die. Not Alex. Not the man who had unknowingly stolen my heart in the quiet moments between arguments and stolen glances.

So, I moved.

The bullet burned like fire as it tore into my side, a sharp, searing pain that knocked the air from my lungs. The world tilted, and the ground came rushing up to meet me. Somewhere in the chaos, I heard Alex scream my name.

I wanted to tell him not to worry, to brush it off with a typical quip. But the pain was overwhelming, and all I could do was press my hand to the wound, feeling the hot, sticky blood seep through my fingers.

“Liam!” His voice broke through the haze, raw and desperate. Then he was there, his hands trembling as they pressed over mine, trying to stem the bleeding.

“Didn’t... didn’t think you cared this much,” I muttered, forcing a weak smile d
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