BRAYDON’S POV
The moment I fire the shot, every bit of consciousness I’ve been clinging to slips away from me.
I try to keep my eyes open because I need to know if I hit him, if I saved Peach. But my legs give out beneath me, and I hit the ground.
The darkness comes fast, dragging at me, and pulling me under. Then I catch one last glimpse of him going down, of cops rushing in from everywhere.
I did it.
I saved her.
I did it for once.
As my eyes finally close, the last thing I see is her running toward me.
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My eyes flutter open slowly. It takes a second for the world to come into focus, for the blur to narrow into something real. When it does, it’s Katy sitting right beside me.
And maybe it’s only now, in this quiet moment, that I realize how many mo
