The room didn’t feel real.
Everything was loud, but somehow distant, like I was underwater. Someone was screaming, someone was crying, someone was cursing. But all I could hear was the pounding in my ears. My own breath was dragging in and out like I had to remember how to do it.
Jaxson was heavy in my arms, his blood warm against my hands. It soaked into my shirt, my skin, and the floor. I kept trying to press harder against the wound, but it didn’t stop. It just kept coming.
“Somebody call the ambulance!” My voice cracked. It came out raw. Almost broken.
Cole didn’t hesitate. He bolted out of the room, his footsteps pounding down the hall.
Ryder was shaking, but not from fear. His eyes were burning, violent, and sharp with anger. He looked like he wanted to tear me apart. His voice
