CHAPTER 134

Elsie’s POV

“No!” I wrenched my arm back, clawing at his grip. “I’m not leaving her!”

“Elsie—”

“She’s dead because of me!” My voice cracked, raw and jagged. “I can’t just—I won’t—”

“You will.” His grip tightened, pulling me forward another step. Glass crunched. “We’re leaving. Now.”

“Let go!” I...