Ella & Alexander
Ella
The world kept slipping in and out of focus.
One moment I was sitting at the restaurant table, the next I was being carried out the back door, seeing Lilith’s bloodied head on the ground behind me, and then I found myself staring at the back of a car seat, my cheek pressed against cracked leather.
My head felt like it was filled with cotton. When I tried to lift it, everything spun.
“There we go, sweetheart. Just relax.”
The man’s voice came from somewhere above me, but it sounded distorted, like he was speaking underwater. Or maybe I was the one who was underwater, drowning, sinking. I tried to turn toward the sound, but my neck wouldn’t cooperate.
“What…” My own voice sounded strange and slurred. “What did you…”
“Shh. Don’t fight it. Ma
