DAMIEN POV
I'd seen death before.
But walking into Isabella's apartment and seeing Sarah Rodriguez's body on the bedroom floor and seeing Elena sitting on the bed, covered in blood, staring at nothing that was different.
Because Elena had done this.
The woman I loved had just killed someone.
"Elena," I said quietly, closing the door behind me and engaging all the locks. "Are you hurt?"
She looked up at me with eyes that were too wide, too empty.
"No." Her voice was hollow. "Just... covered in her blood.
"I moved into the bedroom, my eyes taking in the scene systematically.
Sarah's body on the floor, head crushed by what looked like multiple blows.
The bookend lying beside her, covered in blood and hair.
But that wasn't all.
A gun. Sarah's gun, lying a few feet from her body.
