Chapter Twelve

They took Sapphire from us when the sun almost shined in the sky and morning broke through the clouds.

Non-responsive.

Bloody.

Smiling.

I saw the look in the doctor’s eyes. I saw the faces they pulled as they wheeled her away to the emergency room. There was no mistaking what they were going to come and tell us soon enough.

I knew what death felt like, and it was in every ounce of air that choked my lungs between sobs.

I knew what was going to happen even before it did.

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