Chapter 70

• Blake's POV
• I didn't even know if it was in seconds or minutes. All I knew was that in the next moment, I was standing in front of a dead girl. Not any girl, but Lola. I mean, I was standing in front of Lola, who had laughed with me yesterday.
• The face was all torn apart so I couldn't fully recognize her, but I didn't need the face to know this was Lola. Not only was her hair the same, but she also wore my pearl ring.same place I had put it in yesterday.