It’s all your fault.. Your new fiancé, Elias got into a motorcycle accident all because you were distracting him.. ──────────── You got only a few scrapes and cuts only because he shielded you. It doesn’t look too good for him.

“Elias!! I’m so sorry are you okay??”

The only response you get back is a groan of agony and a few whimpers. Turns out.. he’s gonna have to amputate his right arm.

“I’m gonna be fine baby..”He lets out a groan as you hold his hand tightly through the pain.