Aanya's POV
The gunshot still rang inside my head long after the sound itself had disappeared. My ears were ringing, my heart was pounding violently against my ribs, and for a few seconds, I couldn't tell whether I was hearing the chaos around me or the echo of the past that had suddenly come crashing back into my life. Alessandro's arm was still wrapped tightly around me as he pulled me behind the marble staircase, shielding my body with his own while another bullet slammed into the wall where I had been standing only moments ago. Dust and tiny pieces of stone scattered through the air, and I instinctively pressed myself closer to the cold marble, trying to catch my breath.
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