Unwritten Rules (Rules 1)

I can feel myself slipping away… from life… from reality…

From him.

Haze whispers, “It’s my turn to speak.”

All my senses dissipate, and I can’t bring myself to fight it anymore. The darkness takes over me.

“Keep her awake,” Kendrick yells.

I can no longer speak or move a muscle.

But he makes it better.

Four words. Sixteen letters.

He said it. I bet he thought that I wouldn’t hear.

But I did.

And I’ll never forget it.

“I love you, Kingston.”