Aria.
“No….no, no, no”.
My knees dropped, leaving my mother's body on the floor with ease. Blood pooled beneath her. Her eyes were open. Still. Empty.
As I touched the wound, my hands were raised. "As usual, you're fine.". You're okay. You're gonna be okay.”.
She didn't move.
"Mommy!" My voice was pierced with force and fury. "Don't leave me alone any longer.".
Not like this.”.
Marcus grabbed my shoulders. “Aria”.
I pushed him away and said, "No!" She replied: "I have the power to save her.
I muttered, "I'm okay with it, Mom.". You said you'd find me. I found you. Don't go…”.
She didn't blink.
She didn't breathe.
She was gone.
I screamed.
The noise surged through the hallway and bounced off the walls like a curse.
I had come so far. I had fought. Burned. Bled.
