I didn't know which pain was more unbearable: whether it was the feeling of all the bones in my back and chest shattered, the knowledge that the twins were in the same situation, and their protests, anger, and turmoil echoed in my head with the desperation of a beast cornered by fire, or Mel's betrayal, the one who had put us in this situation, with only a gray and uncertain future ahead.
Despite the extreme physical pain, my head was consumed by one thing: Why, Mel? Why?
My eyes conveyed a blurry vision of what was happening around me. The fog, thick and high until a moment ago, began to give way to the powerful arrival of sunlight, which filtered forcefully through the dense branches of the forest in which it seemed our fate would be sealed.
Through what little I could see, I saw her,
