Chapter Seventeen: Seeds of Salvation

Chapter Seventeen: Seeds of Salvation

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POV:*Lavender*

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A high-pitched scream filled my ears. I barely realized it came from me.

Shots continued to fire off around us, but I couldn’t move. I just lay there frozen for a moment in my pure panic, but only a moment.

Fate grunted in pain as he scooted over to where I lay.

“Are you ok, Moonbeam?” he asked so softly like we weren’t in a gunfight.

I just stared at him in disbelief. I spent most of my life in this way in some form or another. I wasn’t even an afterthought. I was an ‘Oh right, Lavender exists’ reminder. Yet there this man lay worried about me with a bullet wound in his shoulder.

“I need you to tell me. Are you hurt?” he pressed, and I shook my head.

The motion shook out the shock that tried to remain.

“You need to put pressure on the wound,” I said with the confidence of someone who religiously binge-watched medical dramas.