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I looked down at the smoking shotgun, then back up at him –
And I realized it wasn’t a man on the motorcycle.
It was me.
The helmet was gone, and I was staring at my own face covered in blood.
My whole body jerked –
* * *
And I jolted awake.
I was in a bed. Everything was dark –
But Massimo was lying there in front of me. I saw his dimly lit face and felt his comforting hand on my arm.
“You’re safe,” he whispered. “It’s okay.”
Despite what he said, I jerked up on one elbow and looked around, terrified that men in camouflage would be there –
Or a man in black motorcycle leathers with a mirrored visor on his helmet.
“Everything’s okay,” Massimo murmured as he gently stroked my arm. “You’re safe.”
I calmed down enough to take in my surroundings.
The room was silhouetted by moonlight filtering in through the window. I didn’t recognize anything. It was a completely different layout from what I remembered. Even the bed felt different – stiffer.
“Where are we?” I whispered.
“Another cabin.”
“How did we get here?”
“I carried you. You don’t remember?”
The memory of me telling Massimo about my parents came flooding back.
But strangely…
Instead of pain and sadness…
I just felt relief.
I collapsed back on the bed, stared into his kind face…
And I smiled weakly. “Hey.”
“Hey,” he said as he smiled back. He brushed a strand of hair away from my face. “How are you feeling?”
“…empty.”
His brow knitted together in a frown.
“No, it’s a good feeling,” I reassured him. “Well… not good… but a relief. Like I’ve been carrying around something horrible… and now it’s gone.”
Sadness welled up inside of me from out of nowhere, and my eyes filled with tears.
