LISA'S POV

Hugo had finally broken the news to me. I could tell he didn't want me to know; I could tell that he felt so sorry for me. If he could change it, I knew he would have. At least, if I was going to die, I would do that knowing someone truly loved me.

I had escaped one yesterday, but fate was giving me a second chance to die. I was tired of running and being chased. Johnny was right, no one can outrun his destiny.

Hugo, ever willing to try, kept telling me to hold on, but we both knew that was faint hope. There was no...