Stay Alive

Hit 'em quick, get out fast.

Stay alive until this horrible show has passed.

Sir, you're needed at the hospital. It's your son. He's been shot.

The damage had been done and there was nothing he could do to change that. He'd traveled to the hospital so quickly Eliza had assumed he'd used magic. Even though she was still furious with him, knowing what he'd done to her, to their relationship, she was so glad to see him.

She was afraid. Phillip was just nineteen. There was no way he was going to die just yet, right? And yet, something dark, something terrible nagged at her in the back of her mind. "Stay alive." She begged him silently. "That would be enough."