“A lot has happened today, Ember. I think it’s best if we have a little space.”

“Space?” Her body deflates as her eyes search mine. “How much space?”

“I don’t know,” I answer honestly.

“Is this the kind of space where I come back home tomorrow and we work through things? Or is this the kind of space where I should pack my clothes and move back to my townhome?”

Dread fills my heart at the thought, but I can’t find the words to answer her. Are we over? Can I get past this?

The image of her laying on the ground in the warehouse flashes in my head. The man lying on top of her. The gunshots. The thought of her being hurt. Pain seizes my heart as my vision goes spotty. Sweat trickles down my back, and the room starts to suffocate me.

I stand quickly and go to the door. “We’ll talk tomorrow. Be careful.” I walk out without another glance in her direction.

Finn and Max wait for me by the back door. I send a text to my dad that I’m leaving.

“What’s the plan?” Max breaks the silence.

“We get drunk.”

The smell of burning flesh surrounds me. Severe pain shoots down my leg, and my hand feels around, trying to stop it. Screams fill my ears as my eyes finally open and adjust.

Bodies lie all around me, lifeless eyes staring into the distance. There’s an explosion behind me, sending dirt and debris everywhere. I try to move, but my leg won’t allow it.

The truck we were riding in is now on it’s side, half of it blown apart.

“Robbie!” Finn’s voice calls for me.

“Here!”

He runs through the smoke and reaches to help me. Once I am over his shoulder, he moves us through the smoke and into a clearing. He drops to his knees, laying me down. I roll to my side to face him, but it’s not him. Instead, lying next to me is my beautiful Ember, her blue eyes wide with fear.

She’s wigging, trying to get free of the handcuffs at her back. A man yanks her up roughly, causing her to flinch. I try to yell, reaching for her, but she’s pulled away, screaming for me to help.

I roll over, and suddenly, I’m falling.

“Shit!” I yell when I hit the floor. My heart races against my sweat-covered chest. Looking around, I see Max staring at me.

I’m on the living room floor, next to my couch. The memory of coming back to my house and passing out on the sofa comes to me. I couldn’t sleep in my bed, because the scent of Ember was everywhere in my room. Hell, everything I look at in my house is a reminder of her.

“You want to talk about it?” Max asks gently.

“Damn, I haven’t had one of those in forever. Forgot how much they freak me out.” I rub my head where it hit the floor.

“How long?”

“Months.”

“Was it the same?”

“This one had Ember. She was so scared and yelling for me to help her.”

“Damn. You need anything?”

“That’s a loaded question.”

“Listen, man, I can’t imagine how you feel, but are you being a little hard on her?”

“Hard on her?”

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