Winter's povI scrambled across the filthy floor, the pain in my throat entirely forgotten. "Sophia! Baby, please-" My voice broke into a cracked distraught sob as I threw myself behind the couch. Glass shards bit deep into my knees and tearing into my flesh as I dropped to them beside Sophia's limp body, but I felt nothing. All that existed was the sickening, lifeless silence that filled the apartment.She was so small, lying crumpled like a discarded doll against the baseboard. Her tiny forehead was bruised, her eyes half-lidded and blank. My hands shook so hard that I could barely touch her. I scoop her light, fragile body up into my arms and cradle her head against my chest."Sophia, wake up. Please, please wake up..." I whimpered, pulling her tight against me. She made no movement and not a single sound left her. Just silence. I pressed my trembling fingers against her soft, pale neck hunting desperately for the flutter of her heartbeat. My heart slammed against my ribs when I
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