Seattle, Washington
2018
“Evelyn!” Mia called frenziedly, reaching Evelyn's side. When she flipped her over, Evelyn wheezed to life softly, her hand pressing against a gunshot wound in her ribs. Blood poured through the cracks of the sidewalk like a red river. She was losing too much blood. “Call 911! Somebody! Please!”
Evelyn coughed in pain, wheezing for air to talk. As she opened her mouth, droplets of blood streamed down her lips. “Mia,” she wheezed, barely clinging to life. “Mia, I don’t...have much...time.”
Rex came by her side, covering Yuna in his arms. Mia’s eyes flickered to her daughter, relieved she wasn’t her. But there’s always two. In a panic, she looked around her for Cameryon, the nerves in her body jolting at his disappearance. “Where’s Cam? Where’s my baby?”
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