Chapter 137. Don't Do This

SEBASTIAN’S POV 

 Her breathing was laboured, escaping in short, quick, shallow gasps as if she were reserving oxygen. Her hand clutched her side where a bullet had torn through her, blood seeping through her fingers and staining her dress a deep crimson. 

 “Nana Maria,” that was the first time in a long while I had called her that. That was the fond name I used to call her when I was little. Seeing the woman who had trained and cared for me like I was her own in such a state was like a knife stab to my heart. 

 She looked in my direction and smiled with her eyes, her lips trembling as she tried to speak. “Sebastian…you are finally here…” 

 I rushed and knelt beside her, fear and helplessness choking me almost to the point of a heart attack. I neatened her splattered steely grey hair away from her face, tears streaming down my face onto hers as I watched her fight for her dear life. 

 “What took you so l