(Sabrina’s POV - Moments Earlier)
The scream cuts through the afternoon like a knife.
"Go to hell, Sabrina Moore!"
I turn, my body moving on pure instinct.
And I see her. Jessica. Face twisted with hatred. Arm raised high.
And the knife in her hand, glinting in the sunlight.
Time stops.
Or maybe my heart stops. I can't tell which.
Ethan's already moving, but something else moves faster.
A blur of motion from the tree line. Someone running.
Dustin.
He crashes into me from the side, spinning us both. Putting himself between Jessica's descending arm and my back.
The sound the knife makes entering his body is wet and terrible. A sound I'll hear in my nightmares for the rest of my life.
Dustin gasps. His eyes go wide. His knees buckle.
And I'm screaming. Screaming his name even th
