ERIK
A sharp tug pulled at my heart as soon as those words left my lips: shocked by the strength of it, I almost leaned forward.
“It’s gonna hurt like a b***h, now,” Clare warned me, and I slightly nodded.
I expected it – I mean, I’d just broken a blood oath. Usually, doing so was equivalent to death. But if Clare thought she could spare me and save Amy … some pain was a fair price.
The moment later, I felt as if an iron string had wrapped itself around my heart, clutching it in a tight grip – and slowly, but relentlessly, it started to grow tighter and tighter.
“Take her,” I told my mom with what little voice I had left as my lungs started to burn, handing her Amy’s body. I wasn’t sure I could hold her anymore – not because I didn’t want to, but because the pain was quickly spira
