I know his name at once. Jacques. Goosebumps break out across my flesh. My heart and soul cry out the name as I repeat it like he instructed. Willing him to come to me. Willing him to help me. Willing my soul to go back into my body.
Jacques!
Lightning rips through me. I scream. Pain strikes every part of me. I am slammed back into my body. A gasp rattles in my chest. I can't seem to get enough air. My heart pounds in my ears.
"Breathe, mon couer," Jacques whispers.
I inhale sharply and my lungs burn.
"What the f**k is this?" Zane asks.
I push up from the ground, my body is shaky. My body feels clumsy and heavy. It's not the lightness that I felt when I was floating when I died or nearly died. I ache and hurt everywhere. My head pounds.
"Stupid b***h doesn't know how to die," one of
