Ow, Ellie hisses. Her jaw is clenched tight, trying to ignore the burning pain in her leg. You’re tending to her wound like you always have. It almost makes her think the two of you are dating again. How bad is it? She had been the one to push you away. She’d broken up with you, but here you are, fretting over her. She doesn’t deserve you. The bullet had ripped straight through her thigh, and not even a moment after she’d fallen, you were there. You’re always there for her.