Chapter 50
My blood ran cold. He was lying on his back with his arms spread out by his sides and his clothing was blackened from the laser blasts. So they had uncovered him so his body could be taken back.
I didn’t want to look.
But I had to look. I had to get to him. I had to hold him one last time. Sharwok’s blackened face flashed in my mind. Tears fell freely as I crawled toward him, thinking, I must be crazy. And really sick.
My insides were twisted into knots. My heart felt like it was bleeding inside my chest. I still couldn’t believe it, even though I knew it was true. How could he be dead?
All the time I spent avoiding him to spare myself this pain and I’d lost him anyway.
The closer I got, the worse I felt. I was going to throw up. I was lightheaded. Breathing was a struggle
