“We have time, Cher.” I look at the space between the four of us, our legs outstretched and tangled. The wind howls and something above us creaks. Fear drips down my back. “But what if we don’t?” I lift my eyes and look at West, then Cole, and finally turn to look at Sonny. “What if this is it? If this is when it ends?” Sonny smooths his thumb between my bunched brows. “Then I’ll find you in the next life.” “And in the one after that,” West vows. “In every life,” Cole promises.
