Chapter Seventy Two

Gabriella

“Gabriel!”

The scream tore from my throat before I even realized it. One second he was standing by his car, full of stubborn pride and sharp words, and the next he was on the ground—blood blooming through his shirt like a crimson flower.

Gunshots.

Real ones.

Oh God.

I ran.

People arou...

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