When he looked in through the window, he was astounded to see her topless and braless. She was standing with her back to him, eliciting wild desires in him.
He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room through the window. After s...
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Because of the helmet, Cole was saved when he fell off his bike. He immediately took off the helmet with his bleeding hands, his eyes searched for his kiddo, and he struggled to get to his feet because his legs were gravely hurt.
His breath stuck in his throat as he saw her lying in the pool of blood. He immediately stood up and dashed towards her, shedding tears.
Her head was badly injured and severely bleeding. When he saw her like this, his heart stopped beating and he went completely numb. His body was shaking, and tears were falling from his eyes like a drain, and then the rain began to pour on them as if God was crying along with him. He sagged down beside her and placed her bleeding head on his lap with his trembling hands.
He was bleeding as well, but his pain paled in comparison to hers. She was unconscious, and he was terrified of losing her, so his entire body was shuddering in fear.
"I'm sorry, please wake up." He cried miserably, hugging her near to his chest. He was fucking afraid of losing his life.
Her name was engraved on every breath he took. If she stopped breathing, he would too.
'No, I can't fall weak. I have to call an ambulance. She'll be fine.' He braced himself and quickly pulled out his phone from his jeans pocket, but his phone's network was down.
"Fuck! Please somebody help." He embraced her as he screamed helplessly before getting to his feet and running to the road to solicit help while carrying his unconscious kiddo in his arms.
It was late at night, and there were no vehicles on the road. The mere thought of losing her caused his legs to shake violently.
"Kiddo, I won't let anything bad happen to you." His tears fell directly onto her face as he stared at her; the blood, tears, and raindrops all mixed together. It felt like a nightmare to him, and all he wanted to do was wake up, but it was worse than a nightmare; it was fucking reality. It was killing him deep down because his life was in the worst condition in his arms solely because of him.
"I'm sorry, love. I'm sorry." His lips quivered, and he whimpered in agony, engulfing her in his arms.
When he saw a car approaching, he hurried and stood in the middle of the road to stop it, but the car passed him from the other side. He yelled, "Fuck!" God didn't seem to be with him today, as if he was punishing him for unnecessarily yelling at his kiddo.
While wailing and holding his lifeline in his arms, he was pleading with God not to take her away. For the first time in his life, he felt completely vulnerable.
Then everything in front of him blurred, and he felt weak on his knees. At last, his legs gave up and he collapsed on the road, but he didn't let go of her because he wanted to protect her at all costs. He tried to keep his eyes open, but his body eventually gave up and he became unconscious in the middle of the road, still clutching her tightly in his arms; she was lying on his chest.
