Chapter 271. How It All Ends

Ellie's POV

My eyes flicker. I am embodied into a familiar body from my back, my hands crossed on my chest. I glance at the dismantled face beneath. People smile for and in victory, except in Gracia's case. Even in her condition, with all these bruises I have inflicted on her, despite the lower part of her face being drenched in blood oozing from her nose and mouth, she still has the mettle to smirk.

"That is enough, babe. The police are on the way up. Let them take it from here." Damian whispers, pulling me to my feet.

I jerk myself up and turn to him. Ripped shirt, also saturated with blood.

"Damian?" I call, hoping that the blood isn't his, but scanning his body for assurance. "Hey! Are you...o.k.a.y?" I drop my eyes on this worrying spot.

No! He is not! He is wounded. He has a very bad gun wound on his stomach, and it is bleeding badly.

"Damian, you are..." My heart is bleeding to see him in this state.

"Ellie!" I t