Vanessa
The glass ornament slipped from my hands and fell to the floor with a thud.
The only thing I could hear was my own breathing, agitated, broken, desperate.
My eyes remained fixed on Alexander, he did not move, his body was lying on the floor of my living room. Motionless…
The wine glass had rolled several meters and the red liquid was slowly spreading over the floor, mixing with a trickle of blood escaping from the side of his head.
I felt the air disappear from my lungs, no, no, no.
I took two steps back, my legs starting to shake. The hands too.
"Alexander...?" I whispered.
He didn't answer.
My throat closed.
"Alexander..."
I took another step.
Tears began to blur my vision.
"No..."
My voice barely coming out, I approached slowly, my heart pounding so hard it felt l
