ZIRA

Isaiah! No! 

My eyes shot open just as I reached out to grab Isaiah, only to realize it was just air. The last thing I saw was Isaiah standing dangerously close to the edge of a cliff. I screamed for him, but he couldn't hear me. I was less than a foot away when I tried to grab him, but my fingers barely touched his shirt as he went over.  

A rush of calm washed over me as I saw James staring at me. He was talking, but I couldn't register what he was saying. Was I still dreaming? I shook my head to clear the fog in my...