Anissa had only a minute to stop the bleeding. She had made sure not to shoot at the heart. The bullet had made an exit wound so it was out but the bigger problem now was that she had to see if it caused any spinal damage. Shehryaar lay in a pool of his own blood. Anissa tried her best to remain calm and composed as she stopped the bleeding. Her hands were stained crimson with his blood.
When he had asked her to shoot him, she made her decision then and there that she was going to save him. He had given up on everything but she would save him, from Himself and from much more.
As Anissa tied her dupatta tightly around his chest, she heard heavy footsteps and sure enough, the body guards were inside.
"Get the car out. We need to take him to the hospital!" She ordered loudly,checking Shehryaar's pulse: it was faint but it was there.