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I try to move out of the way, but my feet don’t work, and when they finally do, it’s too late.
I’m too late.
Chapter
Thirty-Six
TRENT
I see it as it happens.
I’m powerless to stop it.
Fear, harsh and vivid, streaks through me.
I’m in my car, half a block away, watching in slow motion as the car heads in her direction.
There is nothing that I can do.
Panic like I have never known before wells in my throat.
Before I can think twice about my actions, I’m throwing my car into park, dashing out of my car, and running.
Chest heaving. Arms pumping.
In front of me is the crumpled body of Payton. My heart lurches in my chest as I pick up my pace to reach her in time.
Her body in an unnatural position.
I drop to the ground beside her, moving closer, but I’m careful not to touch her in a way that could hurt her.
First, I check her pulse.
There.
Then I fish out my phone and dial 911.
When they answer, I rattle off the information.
“Payton. Princess?” I try to see if she is okay.
Her eye cracks open.
“Y-you . . .”
“Shh. It’s okay. Help is on the way.”
“You d-didn’t do this,” she mutters through a cough, and then her eyes close.
“No. Payton. Wake up.” I want to shake her awake, but I don’t. It’s too risky.
Her chest is still moving.
She’s still alive.
I take her hand in mine. Holding it. Rubbing it. Telling her she will be okay. She has to be.
A pool of blood spreads beneath her.
