SCARLETT
My eyes opened slowly. And I felt my heart pound in my chest. Everything was happening so fast, I couldn’t even process it. One moment, I was standing there, about to get hit by a car. And then… nothing. The world around me blurred, and everything felt like a bad dream. My legs turned to jelly, and I collapsed to my knees, my hands shaking uncontrollably as I looked down.
Zayden was lying there, blood pooling beneath him, his body twisted in an unnatural way. I froze. My breath caught in my throat. He was pale, his face drenched in sweat, and the blood—it was everywhere.
I screamed.
“Help! Help! Someone, please!”
My voice was raw and shaky, like it didn’t even belong to me. I stumbled forward, my feet moving without thought, trying to get closer to him. My hands trembled as I
