"Summer!"
Seeing her best friend fall, Elara rushed forward without a second thought, catching her halfway down. At that moment, a dark figure leaped toward her from above.
Before she could get a clear look at the attacker, Elara shielded Summer with her own body. Suddenly, Renata vaulted over them, pursuing the assailant, who nimbly retreated to the second floor. Renata gave chase.
"Summer!"
Only then did Elara see the dagger embedded in Summer's chest. She held her, trembling uncontrollably. Summer grasped her hand, her mouth opening as if to speak, but no sound came out.
Tears streamed down Elara's face. "Don't talk. Just breathe slowly. Hold on."
Summer's gaze drifted to Elara's hair before her eyes fluttered shut, and she lost consciousness.
The attacker escaped, and Renata returned. She assessed Summer's wound, her expression grim. "Don't touch the dagger. We need to get her to a hospital, now."
…
By the time Summer's parents arrived, she was already in the operating room. Elara, having just given her statement to the police, stood before them with her head bowed.
"How… how could you leave her alone?" Summer's mother sobbed.
Summer's father put a comforting arm around his wife. "It's not her fault. She couldn't have known this would happen. Don't blame her."
His words only made Elara feel worse. Even though Summer had been the one attacked, she couldn't shake the feeling that the assailant had been after her.
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