Chapter 133. The Mask We Wear

The ride back to the hall was a blur of flashing blue lights and the cold, metallic smell of blood. Myla sat in the back of the security SUV, her body shaking so hard her teeth rattled. She had refused to go to the hospital yet. She had refused to let the paramedics take her.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she stared at her hands resting limply in her lap, noticing the dried blood on them.

Edward’s blood.

She could hear the way his voice had broken in those final seconds. She still felt the weight of him in her arms when his body had gone still.

"What an unnecessary nightmare," she whispered, her voice a soft and broken sob.

Beck was not with her. He had jumped into the back of the ambulance with Jared.

Her mind strayed towards Jared despite how much she was trying t