Blood trickled down Jacob’s nose, mouth, and from the various gashes on his face. He looked like he should’ve been dead. He was close. But at this very moment, he was very much alive. Ivan, hair matted with sweat and his face scratched and bruised, was gasping for breath and willing his heartbeat to slow. How was he doing this, he asked himself as he looked at Jacob.
Tulip - Part One
Tulip - Part One
Tulip - Part One
Blood trickled down Jacob’s nose, mouth, and from the various gashes on his face. He looked like he should’ve been dead. He was close. But at this very moment, he was very much alive. Ivan, hair matted with sweat and his face scratched and bruised, was gasping for breath and willing his heartbeat to slow. How was he doing this, he asked himself as he looked at Jacob.