"She's a fucking supernova," someone shouts.
"Fuck, my eyes!"
But their words mean nothing to me as I scramble to my feet, rushing toward the engulfed SUV.
Logan.
My Logan.
He came to save me, and now—
Tears blur my vision and I blink them away, uncaring as they slide down my cheeks. Only the feeling of claws on my ankle finally drag my attention away.
Princess Paws clambers up my leg with pathetic mewls.
"No, please." My voice cracks as I try to untangle Princess Paws from my leg. Her claws dig deeper into my flesh, each desperate attempt to remove her only making her grip tighter. "I need to get to him."
The heat from the burning SUV scorches my face. Smoke stings my eyes, but I can't look away from where I last saw Logan. The flames dance higher, consuming everything in their path.
Strong hands grab my shoulders. I twist, kick, anything to break free.
"Let me go. Logan's in there!"
Have been SEVERELY ill, in/out of urgent care!