25. Beatrice
25
Beatrice
I’d faded in and out of consciousness all night, waking only to darkness and pain. My mouth was dry. My arm throbbed. I couldn’t move it. I wasn’t sure if it was broken or dislocated, but it hurt like hell. Plus, it was my good shoulder.
The branch that had saved me creaked with every breath of wind. I couldn’t see the ground below me. Couldn’t even tell how far up I was. I just knew if I fell, I wasn’t getting up again.
My phone was gone.
My voice was hoarse from screaming, but I tried again anyway.
“Help!” I rasped.
Nothing but wind and trees.
Please, Raven… hurry. I knew he was coming home today. I talked to him last night.
I’d lost all sense of time.
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