CORRIE

I was going to die. And I was too calm about it. The water made it's way to my lungs and instead of fighting it, I just gave up. This was a befitting way to die as an orphan.

I was born with nothing and I was going to leave with nothing as well.

I would finally see Haven. After four years, we would be reunited and just the thought of that made me happy at least.

"What about Emmette?" I didn't know where the question came from but I ignored it. It must be the voices in my head or whatever. It didn't matter. Emmette was fine after...