Avery saw the news on her screen. She began to hyperventilate.

"Has Elliot died?

"How could that be? How could he have died so easily?" she thought.

She had stopped his bleeding. The helicopter had taken him directly to the hospital. They would have rushed him to the emergency room, so how could they not have successfully resuscitated him?

"Could he have moved about on the helicopter and tore the bandages? Or did he not allow the doctor to save him once he reached the hospital?" she wondered.

Avery sniffled. She could not stop her tears from falling.

No matter what had happened, Elliot was dead! He was dead!

The doctors could rescue a patient in danger, but they could not resurrect the dead!

Last night, when she had wanted to murder him, she had thought that killing him would set her free, but why was her heart aching so badly now that she got news of his death?

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On the internet, other media outlets began publishing their own takes on his death.

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