The enforcers dragged me to the rooftop, the night wind howling, threatening to knock my frail body over. To make me savor despair before the fall, they didn't just push me. They tied me to the railing with coarse rope and pulled out a dull knife, slowly sawing at it, letting me feel the t*****e of death creeping closer.
Scrape. Scrape.
Each cut shredded my nerves, the fear of falling sharpening every second. I glanced down—Lena's blood still stained the grass below. The rope thinned, my body swaying.
When the last fiber snapped, I plummeted like a leaf in a storm.
Thud.
I hit the ground, blood pooling beneath me, glinting strangely in the moonlight. As pain swallowed me, my last thought was of Elliot and Ryan's cold, retreating figures.
When I woke again, sunlight stabbed through th
