Chapter 70

I couldn't stand it, I started to hyperventilate and feel that my chest would break. I couldn't be awake. That had to be a very bad dream. Or a free sample of what I would find in hell. It was not possible that Aslan was still alive to cause so much harm to me and the people I loved. It was not possible for Mikaela to beg with so much energy, almost jumping out of the chair, and no one would do anything. Everyone in my room was silent. Everyone disbelieved that it could be happening. But no one said when I whispered:

"I can't.”

And no one was able to breathe when Aslan replied:

"So I choose for you" and your finger pointed to Mikaela.

And when that finger bent down, Mikaela gave me one last look. And that hurt. More than any blow or accident. It hurt like having the meat taken from my body with me still alive. It hurt like hell, because Aslan showed me the rot of the people, when the foreman next to Mikaela unlocked the trigger and fired.

Mikaela Johnso