CHAPTER 16

I could hear my heart pounding beneath my chest. A knot was forming in my stomach, as though tightening everything up.

“G-George, I—” I slowly stood up from my chair, my hand trembling anxious.

“It’s fine, Morana.” He replied calmly before pulling Jane up as her blood continued to drip down her sleeves and into the floor.

No, no . . . Call me with that nickname again. That’s how you always call me, George.

I look back at Jane, still clutching her arm. Where did she find herself to have a wound like that in the woods? There wasn’t that much hazard in that place. I know because I should have been the only person to know that spot.

They both stood up, heading over to the door. “Let’s get you treated, Jane.” Was the last thing one of my best friends said before the door slammed closed. The silence lingered in the air, almost choking Me with its insufferable presence.

George, for the first time, looked at me with disappointment in his eyes.as though he could not believe I was able to d