Maya

My soul felt ripped from my body, and a sob escaped Stella's mouth, barely audible above the silence of death that surrounded us. I glanced at her, but her tear-filled gaze only confirmed what I feared most. Her eyes, filled with unspoken sorrow, turned away, her body racked with silent sobs.

Before I even realized it, I was running toward Nate, my torn wedding dress trailing behind me like the ghost of a life we'd planned together but would never have. Bodies lay scattered ...