Hannah
It happened too fast. Too unexpectedly. Too quietly. It felt like I did not control my movement, or what I said. I think I didn’t make a sound but I can’t be sure. Nothing feels real. James stands before me protectively, so I don’t look at all this blood.
Ethan. He is dead.
The man who killed him is saying something but I don't hear it. James says something too but the words are just random sounds, only a little louder than my beating heart.
“You can't save him, “ Mark tells James, “No point in trying. “
I don't dare look at Ethan’s unmoving body, I don’t try to look past James. I keep my eyes fixed on the floor until I see the red spots on the perfectly clean white carpet and have the irresistible urge to just shut my eyes and never open them again.
“I have to get her ou
