My corpse lay on a slab of ice. Because my special ability had been torn out of me, I looked like a deflated balloon, like I'd aged 20 years overnight.Savannah stumbled to the ice bed, her hands shaking as she lifted the ring hanging from my neck.It was our wedding ring. After the apocalypse, I'd worried about losing it on missions, so I'd strung it on a cord and worn it like a pendant ever since.Her voice quivered as she asked Sean, "Chase is just recovering, right? He'll get better, won't he?"He crushed her delusion without mercy. "Chase died yesterday."Savannah collapsed over my corpse and sobbed her heart out. "Chase, get up! I won't allow you to die! Get up right now! I'll never throw another tantrum, I promise. Just don't leave me, please…"Seeing how agonized she was only filled me with bitter irony. Was she devastated because of my death, or was it just because no one would be left to keep her and Edmund fed and comfortable?If her misery was because of me, then tha
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