Amber’s P.O.V.
Massimo fired, right as Tyler looked over his shoulder to stare me right in the eye. He pulled the trigger, again and again and again. I screamed, as if the sound of my voice would stop the bullets from making contact with Tyler’s chest, to Tyler’s heart. Where they all hit him.
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Six times...
“TY!” I screamed, pulling with all of my might against the gorillas who were still holding me back. I needed to be there with him, I needed to hold him. I needed to be there with him when he died. He couldn’t die alone. I needed to hold him and tell him that everything would be OK. He couldn’t die all alone. I lost function in my legs and collapsed on the ground, feeling how I was lifted off of the ground and placed inside an SUV. Tears coated my cheeks, a
