"Breathe.. breathe.." Leon whispered gently to you, wrapping a bandage around your stomach from behind and kissing the top of your head.

You felt his tears fall onto your hair as you cried too, trying to sit up straight to ease your pain.

But with a stab wound in your stomach, relaxing was difficult. You were relying on Leon's support as you tried to take his advice and breathe deep breaths.

But things weren't looking too good. A simple bandage wouldn't do much for a wound like yours.