me," Julian said, his voice flat and devoi
tired to argue, t
waiting in the backseat, her expression a mixture of impatie
said to me, her voice sha
door for me. It was a small, meaningless gesture,
eat, Cassandra chattered on, her voice grating on my nerves. She was t
hands tight on the steering wheel. I c
wanted a wedding by the sea,"
childish dream I had shared with him when we wer
e just chose to giv
rs, I had held onto a tiny, foolish ember of hope that he remembered the boy
ed. And he
ts appeared out of nowhere,
ut!" I
ct threw me forward, my head hitting the dashboard with a sickening thian's voice, frantic and terri
y over hers, shielding her from the
lumped over the
the crushed dashboard. Pain
ed out, my voice
icker of something I couldn't decipher. But h
sped, the smell of fuel fillin
eg free, but it was
tears of pain and desperat
as focused only on Cassandra, unbuckling her seatbelt
led car, the smell of g
, I grabbed it, the sharp edges cutting into my hand. I didn't care. I
oing to explo
one last time, a fi
his arms. He turned, and for a split second, ou
d erupted in
me clear of the wreckage, my body
he darkness consumed me was Jul
uld never a
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