BECKETT
I couldn’t stay in that room for a second longer.
The way Sage looked, her nostrils flared in anger, her eyes unrecognizable, her face ….
I had to get out.
In the hallway, my chest heaved, sucking in air, choking back the sobs.
My fist slammed at the pain in my chest, just over my heart.
Sage was gone.
The girl I loved. The one person in the world who knew my heart and soul. The one person who truly understood the real me.
And she was gone.
What had he done?
What had my father done?