95 "Dangerous duel"

POV Andrew

After the gunshot, was I dead? Had I been shot?

My arm was bleeding profusely, but I managed to turn my head to see what had happened and who had fired. I couldn't think very well, my body was burning as if with chills.

When I managed to turn around, there was Lorenzo with the gun pointed at me and my uncle on the ground. He had managed to hit my uncle.

I tried to get up but couldn't.

I seemed to be hallucinating.

His greenish eyes came into my mind.

“Emma,” I groaned in pain as I put my hand on my arm.

I feel a wave of pain run through my body, but the focus isn't on me. It's on Emma. Every movement feels like a battle, but determination keeps me on my feet, however shakily.

Lorenzo comes to my aid, his face exuding concern. I feel a tightness in my chest at the sight of him so distressed for me. He advises me to go to the hospital, but the thought of leaving Emma alone and at the mercy of that bastard disturbs me more than the physical pain I feel.

“We have t