EMILY’S POV.

Instant fear filled me. What had we done? Why did we do it without thinking? The previous night had been so fast-paced that we had forgotten all about the deep bond me and John shared. We had only been thinking of each other’s pain and longing.

I personally, had longed for it, and stopping Lucas would have been easier than stopping myself.

Lucas raised a hand to his heart.

“You’re right. I should be dead.” He said, staring into space, confused.

“You should? It’s not a gradual death stuff?” I asked, and hit his shoulder. Just to be sure he was in front of me, and I hadn’t...