Noah's P.O.V. I looked down at the body lying before me on the ground. I lost the ability to breathe as Teagan started howling in my head. Pull yourself together Noah, it’s not her! I bent down and slowly stroked her hair out of her face. She was lying on her stomach, her face turned to the side. As soon as I saw her face, a new wave of pain washed over me, her beautiful face was covered in blood, from her neck which was ripped to pieces. Her beautiful eyes opened but glazed over from dying, the most beautiful green I had ever seen, as they were looking into nothing. Her beautiful mouth, slightly open, like an expression of fear, was painted on it. I squeezed my eyes shot as I stood up. It’s not her! It’s a freaking rabbit made to look like her! Nana had warned me, yes it was ‘j