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ENOUGH FOR ME
Victorious, Jo turns to us. Louis steps in front of me, but not before I saw what I wish with all my heart I hadn’t. I close my eyes and hang my head, willing the horrifying image away. It’s all just too much. Too much fear. Too much pain. Too much violence. Too much blood. Too much gore. Too much horror.
I can’t deal with this now. I won’t. I need to get to Emma. I don’t even care what happened with Nicolet, Mac, and Drust as long as he doesn’t try to stop me. I grit my teeth against the violent shakes inside me. I keep my eyes trained on the ground in front of me. My hair curtains my face. Apparently, my ponytail elastic fell out. That’s fine. I don’t actually want to see anything. I limp deliberately around Louis, and don’t stop. If I do, I know I’ll crumple. I plod
