Chapter Thirty-Three

Jared. Dead.

Kiera couldn't believe it.

She didn't know how long she had been laying on the couch. She lost total track of time. She couldn't wrap her head around the terrible news she had received and didn't care that it was the Sheriff who gave it to her. Something wasn't right. Jared couldn't be dead.

Simone handed her a glass of water and she took it gratefully. She took small sips until she felt her head getting less lighter. She was sitting at the counter and Kane had left the kitchen to talk to the Sheriff. It had been ten minutes and he still wasn't back.

"Calm yourself," Simone said to her. Her voice was shrill and she was holding the cloth in her hand so tightly that her knuckles were white. "You're going to faint again if you don't!"

"I can't," she said, touching her sweaty forehead. She felt hopeless. She couldn't remember feeling si terrible. "I can't deal with this, Simone. I don't know what to think, even. Jared can't be dead. He can't be!"

Simone looked at her with p