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It’s so much like that first morning, when I ran from King. Except it’s nothing like that at all.

Because King caught me when I fell.

Because King promised to keep me safe.

But he’s not here.

King’s not here to save me.

“You’re going to regret that!” The man’s voice is so close.

My bare feet slap against the floor as I push to run faster and I have a fleeting moment to realize that if I was wearing socks, I’d be dead by now.

The stairs are there, they’re right there.

I have to make it.

I reach out and grab the banister, swinging myself around.

There’s noise outside.People.

The stairs end in the main entryway. I just need to get down the flight, cross the room, and rip the door open.

I’m going to make it.

My feet fly down the first few stairs.

And then something hits my back.

Something hard and unforgiving.

And I lose my footing.

I reach for the railing. But I miss.

The sharp edges of the stairs stare up at me as I crash towards them.

Grief fills me as my arms extend to brace my fall.

If I die, King will never forgive himself.

My left wrist connects with a crunch.

The scream I’ve been trying to shove out of my lungs finally lets loose, and it’s filled with pain.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Right before my temple hits the next step, the front door swings open, and light floods the room.

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Savannah’s screamscrapes across my bones.

In front of me, only yards away, I watch my wife crash onto the unforgiving hardwood stairs.

Her head bounces off a step, and my heart stops when I see her body go limp.

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