BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
Each time the rifle roared, Kiara flinched. Her grip around Efraim tightened just a little more. Her body trembled even after the echoes replaced the thunderous shots behind them.
"Kiara—"
"Ahh!" She jerked when Hugo grabbed her shoulder, only regaining her senses when he shouted—
"It's me! Ki, it's me!"
Her eyes trembled as she looked up. Relief twisted her face the moment she saw how pale he was.
"Hugo!"
She released Efraim and threw her arms around her husband. Her body shuddered against him, and once she pressed into his chest, she couldn't tell whose heart was racing harder — hers or Hugo's.
Hugo tightened his arms around his wife. His body remained steady — he was used to situations like this — but his heart pounded at the mere thought that she could have been in real danger.
If he had been a second late…
If he had chosen a different path…
Countless terrifying possibilities flooded his mind, frightening him more than any battle ever could.
