To Die Together

Callan walked to the door of the carriage and reached out to Savannah. "Vannah, come here, and give me your hand!" "Okay." Savannah nodded. She walked over and put her hand on Callan's palm. As Callan suddenly closed his palm and retracted his arm, Savannah staggered and hit him in the chest. Before she could react, Callan hugged her with one arm. Callan silently took out the gun on his waist and loosened its safety. He straightened his right arm, pointing at the small hole, and then looked at Savannah in his arms. "Vannah, don't be afraid. I won't let anything happen to you! Even if I die, I will make sure you are safe and sound!" His words made Savannah particularly nervous. She unconsciously raised her hand and pressed it against his chest. "Don't say that. I'm even more scared when you say that." "Hehe. Are you angry?" Callan smiled slightly, and his laughter was refreshing in the morning. His beard was growing fast. After last night, his chin and cheeks were covered with the stubb