Lily’s POV

My fingers were slipping.

Sweat poured down my palms in a continuous, useless stream, making the metal window frame slick and almost impossible to hold. Every second the burn in my arms grew worse. My shoulders screamed.My wrists trembled so violently I was afraid they would give out .The wind kept shoving at my body like it wanted me gone.

Mia leaned in close, her hand placed on my slippery hands When she spoke, her voice was a soft, almost tender whisper the kind of voice people use when they share secrets. But the words were pure madness.

“If you disappear, Lily… no one will remember some stupid...