Scott Skylar was unsettled as she paced far away from the clinic where Ansel and I sat, and we brainstormed on how to stop her from self destructing. The only way out was Killing Egnar. That was the thing, we couldn’t hunt him down, not when Skylar was adamant on staying with Miles because she caused all this, her words, and we couldn’t leave Skylar to stop her from killing Miles and us, in an hour. We sat in silence, the only noice from the clinic and Skylar’s tiny feet pit patting on the floor as she viscously paced. “When I go berserk, kill me please.” She suddenly spoke, her eyes wide with plea. Ansel took one glance at her and said, “No.” She sighed, and nodded, turning to me. “Scottie?” My heart tugged at the use of her private name for me, but the thought of losing her physically hurt and I’d rather die instead. “I’d rather die, Sky.” Was all I muttered, and her eyes widened in realization. She knew that was true. I would never let anything happen to her. A
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