GRACE
I felt empty, I could smell the blood from the creature in my clothes but the worst smell was the smell of bee honey with sunflower, Maria’s smell. I couldn't believe that this is the last time I could smell it again, just hours ago I felt Maria’s heat against my skin, her hand holding mine, her laugh. Now it's all gone, all that was taken away from me in an instant and I couldn't protect her. I was mad at Anri, mad at me. How did we let that happen? Aren't we supposed to be able to protect someone? “I'm sorry Grace, I did try…” “Why didn't you listen to me?” “I don’t know…” “You don't know? We could have protected Maria but instead you were rubbing some kind of mint in our face!” “I DID TRANSFORM!” “But our senses were all messed up, and you were not helpful!” “I couldn't think or
