As the helicopter lifted off, I looked down one last time.Abigail was on her knees, Mason's arm locked around her throat. Two bodyguards were desperately trying to pry his fingers loose.Her face had already turned purple. Her mouth kept moving like she was shouting something, but the wind was too loud for me to hear.Not that I cared anymore.Natalie sat across from me, wiping the blood from my face.Her movements were gentle, but her brow stayed furrowed the entire time.She studied me for a long moment, lips pressed into a thin line.After a long silence, she simply said, "Let's go home."The Brightline helicopter landed directly on the hospital rooftop.On my second day in the VIP ward, Abigail and Mason made headlines.The livestream had cut out halfway through, but countless people had already recorded it.The footage spread across the internet like wildfire. Within a few hours, views had passed 100 million.Shortly afterward, Brightline Corporation released a statem
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