Chapter 112
- Blake's POV
- I fell to my knee, breathing heavily, panting like I would lose my breath. My mother's last statement was ringing continuously in my head, sending terror all through me as I wondered if it was all true.
- This should be a dream. Maybe a nightmare, which I was going to wake up from. I don't want this to be reality. It just doesn't have to be. Lola can't be dead!