~Aspen’s pov~
This had to be a lie, a play on my emotions. There was no way. That I watched my own son die. My heart stuttered I found my foot unable to move. The cult leader observed my reaction, tears were pouring in heavy streams down my cheek. My eyes stung. I can’t believe this. Not my son. Not Xavier. Not after everything I’ve been through to keep him safe. AAAAHHH! I roared on the inside, the pain was too much. It hurt worse than anything I’ve ever felt. I wanted to wake up.
This had to be a nightmare. Only a nightmare. I’ll wake up, and I’ll find myself in Rylan’s arms with Xavier snoozing in the room. Or I’ll find him playing with Zane. I just need to wake myself up.
Someone wake me the f**k up. I’m tired of this ache. I don’t know what the lesson here is but I want my son back
