"Olive... we are safe now," Ofelia said without looking at her sister.
"Hey, hey, wake up," she said twice, noticing without a response to her.
"Hey, wake up, baby, sis." Ofelia paused in confusion, wondering if her sister might have slept while they were inside the car. Holding her face and face and cupping both of her hands, waiting for her eyes to open, but it didn't.
"Hey, wake up, O..." she paused, trying to understand what's going on.
"O...Olive..." said it again, but no response from her. Ofelia tried to check on her sister pulling her clothes, starting with her thin necktie. Unbuttoning a few on her sleeves, removing her vest, and checking, checking, making a room to breathe. Ofelia's guts telling her something is wrong, something isn't right. Holding her sister's neck, until she felt a warm liquid on her shoulder.
"Oh, my god!" said, nervous woman in her voice, looking at the blood on her hand, stunned and shaking.
"NoNo...no...no! Oliv! Wake up!" searching and searching and checking until she finds a bullet on her shoulders below her sister's neck.
"Oh my god! Olivine!" Ofelia screams almost on the top of her lungs to the point. The bodyguards take notice in front. The car pulled immediately to the side of the road, and the car followed where Katarina was.
"Olivine!" Ofelia kept screaming tears in her eyes; she was almost being hysterical. They almost didn't know what to do in a split second as panic inside the car escalated.
"Please don't leave me, Oliv! Oh, god! Please don't leave me! Olivine! Wake up isn't right to make jokes this time... please!" Sobbing, holding her sister's neck and hugging closed, Olivine is still unconscious.
"They took my best friend, and now are they getting on to take you too!? What is happening, happening, damn it! What have I done?" Ofelia whispers in shock, looking at her sister unconscious in her arms.
"Madam, what happened?" one of the guards asked, pulling the car door on the other side. Katarina rushed before him getting inside and kneeling in front of Olivine, confused.
In an instant, Katarina's tears start falling even though she didn't understand what was going on. Trying to know what is happening, those tears see Olivine unconscious with blood running down from her shoulders down to Ofelia's arms holding her.
"Hold, let me check," one of the guards said, getting inside the car and kneeling one of his knees.
"She's still breathing, ma'am. Moved. We will bring her to a nearby hospital," he said, doing a one-hand motion signal to the driver.
Katarina started gently pulling a handkerchief from one of Olivine's pockets, and she started covering the bullet wound. Ofelia is beside her, hugging and sobbing for her sister.
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Seeing my boss in that state sobbing right in front of my eyes as if her world had already collapsed. She cared for her sister too much, like one of her priceless possessions. I felt that part for my boss, Ofelia. I watched her snuggling on her neck, holding like never letting go. I've seen the loss of her eyes, and I seriously felt sympathy for her. Why is life so emotionally cruel for the Fergusons? All they did was help people. As much as I could, I tried to understand the situation even if everyone around me was in panic. Is someone trying to assassinate them in front of those crowds? Piling questions that only my boss could have answered. But the most strange thing is, why did I run to Ferguson's instead of my husband's?
"Madame, where are you?" one of the guards quickly said he didn't leave, keeping an eye on them.
On the way to the door of the emergency room at the hospital. I saw some news on the TV flashing about the shooting incident. Then I saw my husband and her lady, Boss Monica Alberici, are safe, but looking at them on the screen, something isn't right.
The first thing I noticed was the way he was protecting her. The body language of both towards each other. Till I felt warm tears again falling on my cheeks. Innocently questioning what is happening around? I cannot find words to describe how I felt.
The headlines shocked everyone to their core. Standing there, like a bucket of ice poured down. As I stood there like everyone does, looking up at the screen attached to the wall as I watched deep down, I was so confused on what's happening. Along with several people and staff watching near the information counter. Aiden, are you cheating me again? Then my guts hit me, screaming at me this time.
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A/N :
Giving you another update on this little book! :)
Apologies for getting a slower update this time. Aside from proofreading, I tried to insert writing in my free time. So please have patience on that part. xx
Thank you!
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