Briony squeezed her eyes shut as her body plummeted—

Almost in the same instant, two figures lunged toward her-

The next moment, a strong hand clamped around her wrist, yanking her back from the brink. The sensation of falling stopped so abruptly it left her breathless.

She opened her eyes. A man's sharp, dark gaze was fixed on her, the corners rimmed red with desperation.

Briony's pupils contracted. "You-you're insane..."

Stewart, dressed head to toe in black tactical gear, gripped her slender wrist so tightly the veins bulged at his temple. "Bryn, quick-grab my arm with your other hand. Hurry!"

She shook her head, panic rising in her chest. "Let go of me! Ferdinand, he "

Before she could finish, Stewart grunted in pain.

A knife had slashed into the arm he used to hold her. But even then, Stewart's hand never loosened.

Ferdinand crouched beside Stewart, a military knife gleaming in his grip.

you..." he sneered, voice cold as the grave.

agony. "Ferdinand, do whatever you want to me, but Bryn is

die

her go, I'll do anything

"I'm sick, I don't have much time left anyway... Let go. Ferdinand's lost his

least Bryn understands

Ferdinand plunged the

across

in pain, but still refused to

Stewart..." Briony met his eyes, tears streaming down

Our children can't lose their

eyes bloodshot from the pain, but his grip stayed firm. "Bryn,

wild, as he drove the blade into Stewart's arm a

even as he clenched his teeth and summoned every ounce of strength, his grip

feel Briony

hold on! I'm begging, you, grab my hand-" He shouted

Bryn, think of the children-think

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