Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196

“No,” she whisperd, pressing harder. Blood sild between her fingers like it wanted to rerglind her who it belonged to. “No, no, no-stay with me. Stay.”

His eyes–God, those eyes–had been fixed on hers, stubborn, fighting even as the light flickered. But now that stubbornness thinned, saftened, left something else in its place, Something final.

“Nico,” she begged, her forehead pressed to his, voice shredded. “Don’t. Don’t you dares”

The world refused to stop with her. Sirens wailed closer, voices shouted, boots thundered across asphalt. Someone tried to pull her back, but she snapped, animal, teeth hared. She wasn’t leaving him. Not now. Not ever.

Her bloodied hand cupped his cheek, thumb sliding over skin that was cooling too fast. “I love you,” she said, louder this time, because maybe if the universe heard it, it would give him back. “You hear me? I love you.”

But he wasn’t blinking anymore.

The quiet inside him was louder than the chans around them…

ept moving, he would too.

She rocked, back and forth, like maybe motion could keep his spirit tethered. Like maybe if she just kept

Her braid stuck to her neck with sweat. Her hoodie was ruined, soaked in him. None of it mattered. She bent over him, mouth at his ear she whispered, voice shaking “Who’s going to watch Casablanca with me and appreciate it? Huh? Who’s going to read the same book just so I’d have someone to talk to about it?”

No answer.

-We were supp

were supposed to have more time,”

Her throat locked. She coughed a sob into his shoulder and tasted salt

it and iron, two flavors that didn’t belong together.

Somewhere, someone shouted for medics. A garney squealed against the curb. Hands hovered, waiting for her to move, but she refused. Her knees were welded to the pavement, her arms braced over his body like she was the only shield that mattered.

“He’s mine,” she hissed, voice breaking. “You don’t get to take him. You don’t get to take him.”

She kissed his temple because she couldn’t not. Because her heart was clawing out of her ribs and the only way to keep it in was to anchor it to him.

Her vision blurred. For one terrifying second, she thought she’d black out too, sink into the same dark he’d slipped Into. But then his name tore out of her again, ripped straight from the center of her chest.

“Nicul

Nothing. Just the echo. Just the silence.

Her hands shook harder, pressing uselessly at the wound. Blood still welled, but without rhythm. Without fight.

And finally she knew.

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Chapter 196

It was over

国

Her body folded forward, covering him, every line of her bent in surrender. She didn’t care about the crowd, the sirens, the neon glow of Vegas flickering like a cruel Jake overhead. She didn’t care about the shooters who might still be out there. She didn’t care about anything except the stillness under her hands

The

e stillness that meant he was gone.

The sound that tore out of her wasn’t human. It was grief stripped raw, grief that didn’t give a fuck who heard it.

Her nails scraped the asphalt as she curled closer, as if she could crawl inside his chest and drag him back by force.

“Please,” she whispered, the word collapsing into itself. “Please, Nic. Please,”

Her vision tunneled. For a beat, it was just her and him, two kids who’d never asked for any of this, who’d just wanted to laugh about cast iron skillets and music and fries. Two kids who’d found something good in the middle of all the rot, and now that good had been carved out of her like a punishment.

n, at the way the crowd scattered like pigeons at a

She didn’t notice the black SUVs screeching in. Didn’t register the flood of armed men, gunshot.

The only thing that cut through was a voice.

“Lola!”

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