Zayn's pov
She was barley breathing, her chest rising up and down very slow.
"Ezra, you're going to die loved" I tell her, while sobbing.
"Please baby, make it" I tell her once more.
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Zayn's pov
She was barley breathing, her chest rising up and down very slow.
"Ezra, you're going to die loved" I tell her, while sobbing.
"Please baby, make it" I tell her once more.