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My heart cracking in my chest.

My baby, barely formed, in my belly.

And my soul, in the center of my being, wailing over our lost chance at happiness.

“I’m sorry, too, Dominic,” I whisper. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t save us.” I bend to the side and press a soft kiss to his cheek. “And I’m sorry I never told you how much I love you.”

A man rounds the front of the bullet-riddled vehicle.

And I straighten, still touching Dominic, still gripping the brass knuckles.

The man’s mouth pulls up on the side as he lifts the barrel of his gun.

Our lives are about to end, and he thinks it’s amusing.

I lean against Dom.

Together.

And then chaos erupts around me.

More gunfire than before.

The sound is deafening.

So many weapons unloading all at once.

The man in front of me vanishes, his body ripping apart before my eyes.

The noise is so loud.

It’s so incredibly loud.

I brace.

Waiting for the pain.

But nothing hits me.

Nothing hits Dom.

I turn my head, craning to see where the shots are coming from.

And I see it.

I seethem.

A row of people. A whole fucking row of people, walking shoulder to shoulder out of the snow with their weapons raised, aimed over my head.

They keep walking.

Keep walking and keep shooting. And I don’t know where they came from.

They materialized from the field, dressed in all-white tactical gear.

And…

I notice the formfitting snow suits. Notice the curves.

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