“I said let her go—!”
My own voice. Louder. Raw. Breaking through everything.
Inez.
“Becca—!”
Her voice. Panic. Fear.
My heart slams.
No.
No, no, no—
The memory crashes in harder now.
Izzy.
His face.
But it’s not the same. Not the way I remember him in the shop.
There’s something else there.
Something I didn’t see before.
Jenna.
Her voice cutting through everything, sharp and controlled.
“Take them.”
My stomach drops.
“No—!”
I’m fighting again. I can feel it. Hands grabbing. Pulling.
“Inez—hold on—!”
I can’t get to her. I can’t—
Another face.
Christina.
Her eyes wide and terrified as she’s dragged away.
“Please—!”
The sound tears through me.
Everything is too loud. Too fast. Too real.
I’m losing control of it. Losing grip.
The ringing gets louder.
