Zack's POV
“Give me the phone”, she boomed
I hate lying to her, but this is for her own good, it would only stress her out, there is no way that she will be able to handle a situation like this
I remembered how she looked the first time she got a message like that; she was all crouched up on the floor crying her eyes out, she looked frail and tired, I never want to see her looking that way ever again
“It’s nothing”, I quickly erased the message, and put the phone down, “scootch over”, I held her close; I never want to let her go, the message reminded me of how short our time is, anything can happen to her at any time, and I might not be around to protect her, or worse I might not be around to save her
“Zack, tell me what the message said”, she said in a low whisper
“I told you it was
