NOLAN’S POV

The fire alarms continued blaring through the house as the fire consumed everything in its way. Despite this, the pounding of my heart was the only thing I could hear.

Anastasia was still locked in her room and the fire was growing rapidly at the side of her room. Not thinking twice, I ran towards her room as panic coursed through me.

Her door was closed and there was no sign of movement from the other side. The thought of her still being unconscious while the house burned around us made me panic even more.

"Anastasia!" I yelled as I banged on the door. There was no answer....