CHECK MY BOOK- IN THE STORM, I FOUND YOU.
"Please," She sobbed.
"Just let me go. I don't want to fight anymore. I'm so tired..."
My blood turned cold.
AAHHHHHH!"
That cry, that scream—raw, ragged, ripped from the depths of her agony—shattered something inside Arjun.
Dev's hand shot up, signaling the nurse.
"Get the sedatives," he said, calm but urgent.
sedatives??
Everything froze, except the sound of my heartbeat. Loud. Rattling.
Panic. Rage. Guilt.
Sedate her.
Put her under.
Make it stop.
Was that all they could do?
Drug the pain so it wouldn't bleed out in front of them?
No. No. Not her.