RaineThe coin burned in my palm.Not with flame, but with something colder—like frost clawing deep into my bone, leaving me hollow from the inside out. Every breath was harder to pull, my chest bound tighter, as if the flip had cut a piece of me out and replaced it with something sharp, alien, watching.Cassian's hand trembled in mine, his skin cool yet warm; I barely felt his pulse, but it was steady. Relief ought to have overwhelmed me, but it did not. Fear burrowed deeper, for I saw Roman's eyes slicing into me, savoring how my body betrayed the integrity of its own strength."You see?" Roman's voice dripped through the storm-lit room. "Already, it wears you down. Everyone wishes for a fracture. Every flip, an agreement you never signed for."Shut up," I spat, my voice trembling.Malik stepped forward, placing himself between me and Cassian, his posture bristling with suppressed violence. "What's the deal, Roman? What'd you do to her?"Roman's grin was toothy and cruel. "Nothing s
RaineThe coin spun.Not just metal catching the faint light of the storm-wracked room—it was time itself suspended, the pivot of fate spinning above my shaking hand. The flip was endless, every spin a beat, every flash a soundless scream wracking its way out of my throat.Cassian lay motionless beside me, chest spasming, monitors wailing their pitiless dirge. Roman's silhouette filled the corner, sharp as a knife. Malik stood behind me, the weight of his silence holding me fast as my entire self felt disintegrating.The coin landed in my hand.Blood lined its surface, body-warm against cold metal. My eyes stung, and I clamped them shut, but I pried them open again, afraid to see, afraid not to. The future of it all—Cassian's life, mine, the baby we had yet to hold in our arms—hung on this piece of silver.I opened my fist.Heads.The world did not split apart, did not roar its approval. There was just the beep of a flatlining heart monitor and the fists of the storm against the windo
RaineThe coin spun, glowing brighter with every turn as if it were drawing power from the raging storm outside. Lightning cracked the shattered window, casting lightning-shaped silhouettes across Roman's face. His eyes glowed with something less than human, cold as an animal on the point of pouncing."Pick it up," he commanded, his voice low and cutting, vibrating through the shattered air. "Do it now."I stood paralyzed. My frame trembled, my hand hovering over Cassian's chest. His skin was white as snow, his lips cyanotic. The machine wailed a rhythmic, unyielding flatline that shook to my very marrow.I wanted my entire soul to stretch out for that coin and grab it. To yell my need to the tempest and haul Cassian back, no matter the price.But Cassian's whisper remained, quiet but insistent. Don't flip it.Roman's boot scraped tile as he lunged forward. "Do you believe his ghost is noisier than mine? He's dead. That final breath was just nerves sparking. I can bring him back to yo
RaineThe coin throbbed in my palm like a living entity, the ridged edge biting into my flesh until I felt it slice. Blood spread across the metal, red on silver, staining Cassian's name etched on it.The monitor wailed a flatline, sharp enough to shred my heart into pieces.Cassian—" My voice cracked. I shook him, desperate, his body slack in my arms, skin growing cold. His chest did not rise. His mouth opened, but no air went in."Breathe, damn you. Breathe for me."The storm outside battered the windows, thunder crashing like a countdown. Rain swept down the glass in crazy beats, as if mocking the rhythm his heart had missed.And then—The world fell silent. The booming storm, the wail of the machine, the rushing footsteps down the corridor—all ceased.Roman's voice crept through the silence, smooth and deadly, tendrils of smoke."Flip it, Raine. That's what it was made for.""No." My hold tightened. I couldn't—I wouldn't—gamble his soul on a cursed piece of metal.Roman's laughter
RaineThe coin throbbed in my palm like a living entity, the ridged edge biting into my flesh until I felt it slice. Blood spread across the metal, red on silver, staining Cassian's name etched on it.The monitor wailed a flatline, sharp enough to shred my heart into pieces.Cassian—" My voice cracked. I shook him, desperate, his body slack in my arms, skin growing cold. His chest did not rise. His mouth opened, but no air went in."Breathe, damn you. Breathe for me."The storm outside battered the windows, thunder crashing like a countdown. Rain swept down the glass in crazy beats, as if mocking the rhythm his heart had missed.And then—The world fell silent. The booming storm, the wail of the machine, the rushing footsteps down the corridor—all ceased.Roman's voice crept through the silence, smooth and deadly, tendrils of smoke."Flip it, Raine. That's what it was made for.""No." My hold tightened. I couldn't—I wouldn't—gamble his soul on a cursed piece of metal.Roman's laughter
RaineCassian's breath hitched, shallow and spasmodic, a ghostly whisper against the storm outside the SUV. His head was heavy in my lap, with pale skin and blue-tinged lips."Stay with me," I panted, cradling him back and forth as Malik's knuckles went white on the wheel. "Please, Cass. Don't you dare die on me… keep fighting, don’t stop"The coin burned into my hip, a weight I couldn't disregard. My fingers brushed against it all the time, as if a moth flitted around flame.Malik's voice cut through the frenzy. "He's slipping."No, I growled, though my throat trembled. "He's not." I crept closer, my lips hovering over Cassian's ear. "You hear me, Grey? You don't get to leave me. You made your wish—I'm alive. Now you hold on to that. Hold on to me."His lashes blinked for the beat of one heartbeat. His cracked lips parted, and a whisper came forth, barely sound, but enough to tear me in two. "Raine…"I tightened my grip on his hand. "I'm here… always."But the quietness that followed