Chapter Twenty-Three
Leila's P.O.V I didn't even think I could run this fast. My legs slicing through the cold wind at full speed. Every noise around me, including my own breath, has been deafened by the vociferous thumping of my own heart. Even though I had probably broken my mother’s heart from the things I'd said to her, I could not let it get to me. Not now. I could feel guilty later. But for now, running is all I could do. In this instance, nothing else mattered but him. Not mum, not Riley, not anyone or anything. I had to save him. The threat had grown bigger than any of us could have anticipated, and it continued to grow with every step I took. Time was running thin, and hope was wearing away. We had one chance left, our ultimate army now shot down to one soldier. Me. My legs started moving even fast
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