“I can’t lose you,” Lo sobs. “You’re okay. Come on, love. You’re okay. Wake up. Please, wake up. Lily…Lily.” Bodyguards speak around me. “Someone get Ryke on the phone.” “He’s already on his way.” I can’t watch Lo being split into a million pieces. Can’t listen to his gutted voice. It’s unbearable, and no one pulls him away from her. I wouldn’t even try. It’d be like separating two halves of one soul.
