Phil felt a wave of shock flush through his core as he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He glanced at his shoulder and saw blood blooming from it. Michael strolled forward and paused behind her. Phil fell to his knees, his hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry,” he whispered—to Jane, or to himself. Jane stared at him for a moment, she felt pity—something she never thought she'd feel for him after what she had done to her. But, he was the one who made her stronger, the one who was there for her when she had nowhere to go. The sound of the sirens grew nearer. “Go,” Phil said. “Before they get you. Go, now!” Jane was stuck for a moment. Then she turned, grabbing Michael and Luke, dragging them toward the shadows of the garden beyond the greenhouse. Phil could not take his eyes off them as they vanished through the garden. His vision blurred. Jane didn't look back—not for a second. She knew she had to move with strict urgency. She was momentarily paralyzed after Phil’s encounter but s
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