C95 Chapter 95

Melia’s pov

The air in the basement was suffocating, heavy with the acrid tang of blood and the wail of sirens growing closer. Paramedics burst through the door, their voices sharp and commanding as they assessed the scene. Police officers moved with grim precision, securing the area, but all I could see was Bastian.

He was limp in my arms, his face pale and streaked with blood