Gilbert POV
I woke to find Violet beside me.
Her arms gone. Bloody stumps.
Unmoving.
Dead.
I held back the scream, the rational part of my mind reaching out to see that she was in fact breathing.
Violet.
I heard soldiers, heard them coming this way, too find... both of us.
I had to make a choice.
I felt myself get up, and with what strength I had left... I left her.
Hoping that she would at least have a better chance than the one I had given her.