Bella: 

Before I could speak, the guards dragged Ryder roughly across the ground, leading him outside. He struggled against their grip, his muffled grunts filling the air. His struggles grew more desperate as the guillotine came into view. My heart raced against my chest, and Enzo strolled casually beside me with a smirk on his face. I didn't bother to struggle against the people holding me because I knew it was useless.

"Teenagers," Enzo scoffed, shaking his head in ...