Chapter 133

Cassie's POV

Somehow I was back on the plane. My hands were around the gun, aimed at the hijacker from earlier.

I knew what was going to happen next, but I couldn’t stop it as my body moved on its own. I shut my eyes tightly as my finger pulled the trigger.

Though I was expecting the loud bang that followed, I still wasn't prepared for how loud it was. It was just as bad as the first time it had happened. And then I fired another shot, my ears ringing.

Somewhere, faint, like underwater—someone was calling me. My name.

“...ssie...”

I froze, head jerking up, but the room around me blurred like smoke.

Then Quentin's cry, snapped my gaze back to mom.

Just like before, I grabbed a first aid kit and ran to her. It was like I was reliving the whole scene.

Only this time, when I glanced at mom's blood in my hands, the dead man sat up sharply.

“You killed me.” He muttered.

I choked back a sob. “No, I…”

“Cassie.”

The sound of my name was slightly louder this time. But at the same time, the