MAEVE HAWTHORN.The gun’s butt connected with her skull before my voice even finished leaving my throat. A sickening, dull crack. Her body folded. Just… folded.It was as if her bones turned to paper or something that could just fold so easily. She dropped face first onto the tile, and I gasped, watching with tears in my eyes as her hair formed a halo around her.“No. No. CLARA!” I screamed as I fell to my knees, reaching for her, shaking, breaths coming in sharp, useless bursts.I managed to turn her around, and didn’t know if I should be glad that the only injury was from the gun’s butt that had hit her head or be glad that there weren’t any major injuries?My chest constricted as I moved a chunk of her hair away from her face, her lips had immediately turned purple and she had small bruises on her forehead, her nose looked as though it was broken.“Clara?” I called, tapping her cheek but I got no response. “She needs help, please. Someone help her!” I screamed at the top of my lung
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