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Chapter 79

<< . Miles. >> Agony envelops my senses as searing pain makes itself known. The metallic scent of blood fills the air. Who’s blood is that? Mine? Oh fuck. I knew bullet-proof vests do little against assault rifles. My body goes limp in pain. A chaos is unfolding around me and I’m unable to comprehend what is happening. One would think it’s impossible to focus on something else in a situation like this. But all I can remember is… I never introduced Sophia to my mom. I cannot die before doing that. None of us can die. A soft palm grabs my hand, and I look up. My sight is blurred, but I know it’s her. I strain to focus on her face. Her eyes are full of fear. I want to make her smile. She shouldn't get hurt. That's when I realize I am on my stomach and she is far from safe. I push myself up to cover her with my body. The harsh crack of gunfire echoes through the air, followed by a sharp voice, “Target is down.” “Are you hurt?” She asks. I am not sure. I reach out to touch her cheek, my fin

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