Lisa’s Point of View – 5 Years Later
No.
No, no, no—
This wasn’t real.
It couldn’t be.
My hands tremble as I press them harder against Carson’s chest, as if I can force his heart to beat again through sheer will alone.
“Carson… baby, wake up,” I whisper, my voice cracking beyond recognition. “Please… please wake up…”
He doesn’t move.
His skin is cold.
Too cold.
A broken sound tears from my throat as I collapse over him, clutching his lifeless body to my chest.
Somewhere in the distance, I hear shouting. Panic. Chaos.
But none of it reaches me.
Nothing does.
Not when my world is lying still in my arms.
“WHO DID THIS?!”
Alex’s roar shakes the entire clearing.
I flinch, but I don’t look up.
I can’t.
I won’t let go of Carson.
“I asked a question!” he snarls again, his voice
