The Longest Night
Susan lay crumpled on the cold pavement, her body frighteningly still, crimson staining her clothes and spreading beneath her like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. My knees hit the ground beside her so hard I barely felt the impact. The world around us dissolved into chaos—shouting voices, screeching tires in the distance, the sharp sting of smoke and rain in the air—but all I could see was her. “Susan… hey, baby, look at me.” My voice cracked as I brushed trembling fingers against her cheek. Her skin felt too pale, too cold. “Stay with me, okay? Stay with me.” Fear clawed its way up my throat when her eyes fluttered weakly before slipping shut again. Panic surged through me, but I forced myself not to move her. Every instinct screamed at me to pull her into my arms, to protect her s
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