Page 258 of Every Breath After


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Wrong. It’s all wrong.

She sighs. Then?—

“‘Find what you love, and let it kill you,’ right?” she says bitterly, her voice deepening, turning raspy, sounding like…

Like mine.

And then she slaps me hard in the shoulder, so hard it feels like she stabbed a knife through me.

My entire body seizes, the world piecing away once more?—

“Come on, Mason. Come on, kid, wake up.”

The voice… I know that voice…

Something taps my cheek. Hard.

“Did you call them?”

“They’re on their way.”

“Phoebe? Hey, shh, shh, it’s okay. Gavin, get her out of here. It’s okay, sweetie, I’ve got him, just go. Go!”

Muffled sobs register through some of the haze, and I swing my head around, looking, searching…

But no one else is there. Not Jeremy and that faceless figure.

Not my sister, whose cries I vaguely register.

What…what is this…

And just before the world ignites into blinding whiteness, I see Izzy, stepping back into the light. She smiles. Nods.

And I?—

GASP.

My eyes bulge, and Mom’s there, her face obscured by the too-bright light coming in from behind her. The window.

Where…

“Mason, shh, shh, it’s okay now. It’s okay.”

My fingers are clawing at her arms, and my eyes are bulging as I look around.

Where is she? Where is she?

Distantly, under the roar in my ears, I hear sirens wailing, and someone crying.

I squeeze my eyes shut, and my body lurches to the side as my lungs and throat seize, my body constricting as more foul tasting wetness spills from my lips.

Come back, come back, come?—

And there, stained across my eyelids, I see her…

Fading…

No, nonono, don’t go. She turns away, and desperation takes hold of me. I try to scream out to her, but nothing comes out—nothing but choked, garbled gasps. Mom is saying something. She’s tapping my face again.

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