Capítulo 16: Chapter Fourteen

"Hope." It was Mary. She knocked softly on the door but there was no answer.

"Hope, it's today," Mary said lowly but she knew Hope could hear her.

"It's not your fault," Mary said, sighing, she wanted to say something else but decided against it.

"Everyone's waiting outside, we leave in ten minutes," Mary said instead.

Hope was in Will's room at the cabin, the one he had used while he was with them. It's been two days since they'd stolen his body from them.

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"I'm sorry Hope, but we've lost him."

Hope's movement ceased, as well as her heart,

"What?"

Had she...heard right?

Hope pushed past Mary and lunged for the door.

"William, William!" Hope pushed past everyone in the room tears blinding her eyes.

She came to where he lay. She held his hand—he was still warm.

"William," she held two fingers to his neck and her heart stuttered when she felt no pulse.

She turned to the nearest person to her,