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The Space Between

Penulis: Alessia Frost
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-24 19:50:49

POV: Sierra

There was no pain.

That was the first thing Sierra understood, and the absence was strange enough to be informative. The last thing she remembered was pain...the catastrophic impact of Paige's working striking her chest with the force of thirty years of preparation finally finding its target.

The pain had been enormous and immediate. Then it had simply stopped. That was not how pain worked when a person was alive and recovering.

She was floating.

Not literally. There was no water,
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