A gaping hole appeared in the middle of the dainty girl's throat. Blood seeped from it, bleeding out profusely.
Rael's eyes widened in disbelief. Horror began to mar his handsome features. His noble violet amethyst eyes trembled slightly.
The silver-haired man broke free from Lucifer's sheltered grasp and ran toward Alizejh before her falling head could touch the ground.
His arms swiftly cradled Alizejh's body. Her warmth cascaded into his skin. He looked into her eyes, which were losing their light yet watery as tears gathered.
Her voice was shaky, almost unable to speak as she choked on her blood.
"…I— wan—to—liv-eughkh-"
Tears flowed from Rael's eyes, never-ending. It felt like a dreary Monday under overcast skies, sitting on a bench, lost in a daze, only to miss the train as it quietly passed by.