BLUE
Bianca was busy talking about the senior prom, which was still months away, when I received a message from Gail that a hunter had shot Bryce and was currently in a critical state.
My world stopped revolving for a moment, and I even dropped my phone in surprise. He is already safe now but still unconscious. I saw life flashing before my eyes.
“Hey, are you still worried about Bryce?” She was poking my cheek again. It was a habit that she learned when I continuously told her not to yell in public just to get my attention without me being startled.
I hated it, but I eventually got used to it. It’s better than heads constantly turning in our direction whenever she calls me.
“He’s still unconscious…” I trailed off. It’s been three days, and he isn’t showing any signs of waking up. His
