**Xavier**
I froze.
My heart dropped at the sight in front of me—one of the warehouses was on fire. Flames danced wildly, lighting up the sky in orange and red.
Smoke curled into the air like some sick monster, and people were yelling, running around, trying to get water, trying to figure out what the hell was happening.
My chest tightened.
Something felt off.
A bad feeling crawled down my spine, sharp and cold. I couldn’t explain it, but I just knew. She was in there. Helena.
“What the hell is going on?” I barked, pushing past the crowd, trying to get closer. “Move! Get out of the way!”
“Xavier! Don’t go in there, it’s dangerous!” someone shouted behind me.
I didn’t care.
Not even a little.
Helena had disappeared. Out of nowhere. No signs. And now this? A fire? No way this was
