ADRIANNA’S POV

Eric stood in front of the room's open window, his hands on both sides of the frame, about to jump.

“Eric…!” His name burst from my chest as I rushed to him.

I snaked my arms around his waist, wrapping him up tightly and burying my face into his back. But my small frame wasn’t enough to hold him back. He could still jump if he wanted to. But then, he will be pulling me along. That way, we can die together because there was no way I’d let him do this, leaving me all alone when we hadn’t even achieved a quarter of everything we dreamed of...