Alana
Whew. I covered my mouth, trying to rid myself of the echo of the gunshot going off in my head. It just wouldn't stop. My reaction to Soren was a little bitter. It wasn't that I was upset with him at all. I totally understood his reasoning and supported him, but when I tried to speak, my mouth wouldn't move. I knew that Soren had to be mortified to see my reaction, and as much as I attempted to move to comfort him, I couldn't. Hearing the gunshot and it being confirmed with the blood all over the front of his shirt was too much.
Mia and Eve have been in my room ever since Cole led Soren out, trying to comfort me. The thing was that I didn't need comfort. I wanted Soren. I wanted him in here with me, holding me. Whenever I tried to tell myself that I wanted to see him, my body re
