Chapter 58
Katrina’s POV
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ka step forward, about to run towards the wreckage but before I could get any closer, the car blew up for the second Someone screamed, or maybe it was me? My skin ting, lightly barnt by the heat.
The force of the explosion threw me backward, my body hitting the ground hard as I rolled against the rough pavement. My cars rang, blocking out every sound except for the echo of the blast.
My heart beat wildly in my chest, my head banging in pain.
What was happening?
For a brief second, I had forgotten what had happened, my mind wiped clean as I lay on the floor.
I could hear voices around me but I was barely able to make out what they were saying.
At that moment, my mind went blank, like I’d been disconnected from reality, and all I could do was stare at the fiery wreck
that was once the car.
A wreck that Silas was a part of
And that’s when it all came crashing down.
No. No. That shouldn’t be happening.
There’s no way Silas had blown up with the car. He had to be somewhere.
Maybe he had left the car before it blew up.
But yet, as I stared at the burning flames, I wasn’t sure what to believe.
I had watched Silas get into the car before it blew up, but everything in me refused to accept that he was dead.
Something in me wanted me to believe that Silas had run out of the car in a fraction of a second without me noticing and begged myself to believe.
It couldn’t be that easy.
I had seen him go inside, and I watched as the car blew up, there was no way Silas would have survived.
“But shouldn’t you be happy? The man who had kidnapped you is dead, shouldn’t that-” a voice whispered in my ears but I was quick to cut it off. “No!” I screamed out loud
How can I be happy that Silas had been in the car when it exploded?
He was the only one who could save me, so how could I be happy?
My mouth opened and closed in an attempt to speak, but my throat felt burnt, and I could barely form a word.
I swallowed thickly, opening my lips once more to scream n out his name.
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Chapter 38
“Silas!” I choked out, struggling to push myself up as I kept staring at the burning car.
My arms shook, bruised, and scraped, but I barely felt it. All I could think of was Silas
1 could not accept it, I refused to accept such. But still…
My eyes were on the car, my body hot from the heat radiating off it.
d him being gone.
How did it all go wrong? Where did it go wrong? We had only stopped for ice cream; was that when they planted the bomb? When we went inside?
It was all my fault for wanting ice cream; if I didn’t, then Silss wouldn’t have been blown to pieces.
Was it one of Silas enemies, or was the person after Ms?
All the thoughts ran through my mind as I stared blankly at the burning car.
He should still be here, shouldn’t he?
The person who had planted the bomb should still be around here.
I pushed myself up, my palm on the ground as I looked away
Trying to check if I would still see a person.
1 bit into my cheeks, begging in my mind.
“Please, please, please,”
But what would I do if I saw him? Run after him?
I could barely keep myself up, how would I run after someone?
Just as I was about to give up, my eyes met with another and I goped.
It was the man from school, I was sure of it
I tried to push myself up, but each time, my arms gave off beneath me, and I fell to the ground once more, my bloodshot eyes on him
I was weak.
Too weak and pathetic and I couldn’t even do anything right now.
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