As Damien emerged into the half-destroyed Jeppesen terminal, Sophia could make out Grace in his arms. When he reached her, she saw tears on his face just starting to dry. He walked past her without saying a word. Sophia reached out and, walking with him, checked Grace’s pulse.
There was nothing. She was gone.
‘Damien,’ Sophia said.
He kept walking.
‘Damien,’ she repeated.
He halted, looked slightly over his shoulder. ‘I’m saving her.’
Sophia stepped around so that she stood in front of him. ‘No, you’re not.’
His eyes were rimmed with new tears. ‘Yes, I am.’ He went to step around her but she blocked him.
‘You need to stop.’
He seemed in a daze. She grabbed his shoulders so that he was forced to focus on her. She could almost see his vision clear. Then, he slowly nodded. Together,
