Angela POV
I rush into the room to comfort Tia. I have no idea if she will allow me to console her. I touch her back as she lays across her sister crying. The horrific pain she must be in is unimaginable. I do not know how I would feel if this was Deanne. What if we are too late to save Deanne?
Tia looks back at me. Her oval deep-set blue eyes are drenched in her tears. She reaches for me. I take her into my arms and hold her. Her knees buckle as she mourns her twin hybrid sister. “I failed her! This is all my fault! How will I live without my sister!” Tia screams.
There is nothing I can say to console her. I keep holding her, letting her cry. She needs to work through the emotions, and all I can do for her is let her cry. “Angela, take her to rest for a while. Let her cry, scream or sl
