We all know that our time in this world is limited and that eventually, all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet, it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark and thinking there is one more stair than there is.
Right now, it feels like there are no fucking stairs as I look at Zoe lying helpless under a goddamn sheet that is stained in nothing but blood.
I cannot stop repeating how I can simply not be without her.
And I think that Ethan can see that I am about to hit rock bottom as he slowly comes walking over to me, "Hey, let's take a walk outside. Stefan can keep an eye on her."
Very reluctantly, I rise from the cold floor where I have not moved for the past hours. My heart hesitates, for I do not want to leave her. What happens if I leave and she…
God, I don't even want to think about it.