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~Brielle

I’m not sure what my first reaction should be.

Immediately I fall to my knees by her side. I grab her limbs, feeling her cold skin, feeling how limp they are. Completely lifeless. I shake her a few times, put my ear to her mouth to catch a breath and even feel a pulse. Nothing. There is no life left in her. Had I known this was her choice, I would have never left the table.

I may not know her, or even what her name was, but she’s Chase’s mother…why didn’t he tell me? He came in here, acting as though he had no clue who she was. He must have known to. I feel as though the entire plan was done without me even knowing.

“Can’t you mourn later? She’s going to wake soon,” I hear Fate from behind me. There’s no need to turn around and shoot him a glare.

He knows this isn’t a normal situation.

Walking up behind me, he steps out and around the body carefully. Not because he cares all that much for the corpse lying here in the middle of a tent that was her home, but because he doe