Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195

Nico

The shot wasn’t a bang. It was a flat, perfect sound–someone out there had taken their time.

For a heartbeat Nice thought it had missed–just a his knees went. Asphalt rushed up to meet him.

whip of air past his ribs. Then heat bloomed under his shirt, sudden and savage, and

Fuck.

It felt like falling into water you can’t see the bottom of. Everything skewed–sound stretched thin, colors bled together, and the one thing in focus was her.

Lola.

She was kneeling over him in a blur, hoodie falling loose, braid slipping forward, eyes wide in a way he’d never seen before. He tell her not to look at him like that. Not like he was already gone.

He wanted to

Her hands pressed against his chest, frantic, Warm. Small. He wanted to lifeline, something bright to anchor to in the rushing dark.

ted to tell her it wouldn’t work, but he couldn’t–her panic was a

“Hey, hey–Nic, look at me. Look at me. You’re okay, you’re okay.”

Her voice cracked, and it was the worst sound he’d ever heard.

He tried to answer, but his lungs stuttered around the hole. Air hissed, wet. Every breath tasted like rust.

Not here. Not in front of her.

He’d always pictured going down in a fight. Gun up, teeth bared, his brothers at his back. Not in a goddamn parking lot with her hands slick and shaking over him

But if this was it–if this was

if this was the last–at least it was her face he got to see.

Trouble. Sunlight in a world full of smoke.

She

e was crying now, forehead pressed to his, whispering like she could barter with death if she just said it enough times. “I’m here. I’m right here.”

He tried to squeeze her hand. His fingers twitched weakly, but she caught them, gripped tight, refused to let him drift

Good girl. Stubborn to the end.

Noise swelled–shouts, sirens, someone yelling for an ambulance. He didn’t care. None of it mattered except the weight of her over him.

They say your life flashes before your eyes when you’re about to die.

But all he saw was her.

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Chapter 195

Not Just this moment. All of it. The first time she’d looked at him across a crowded room, ink on her hands and mischief in her eyes. Her head tipped back in his kitchen, laughing about cast–iron skillets. How he loved the way she loved to give human names to random things. Her voice when she talked about the cella–God, the collo–she made it sound like something holy. He’d never hear a cello again.

He wanted to tell bet that. Wanted to tell her she was tight, that she’d been right about a thousand little things he’d pretended not to care about. That he loved the way she saw the world sideways, like it was a puzzle unly she could solve. That she’d made him want more than being Enzo’s second, more than being a soldier with blood on his hands.

But his throat wouldn’t work. His chest wouldn’t work.

Say it anyway.

He forced his lips

is to move. She leaned closer, desperate.

“–” The word was a ghost, but her eyes caught it. She knew. She always knew.

Her tears dropped hot against his cheek. She kissed his temple, shaking her head like she could deny what was happening. “Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare leave me.”

God, he wanted to stay. He wanted to fight it. But his body was heavy now, every limb a stone. The dark kept pulling.

He found her eyes one last time. They were wild, beautiful, alive. Everything he’d never been brave enough to say was in the way he looked at her.

I love you. I’d do it again. Every choice. Every moment. I’d do it all again for you.

Her mouth was still moving–stay, stay, stay- but he couldn’t. Not anymore.

He let the dark take him with her name in his head.

Lola.

And then–nothing.

Lola

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