Allison's POV

The thought of dying hurt, as it would, but what hurt the most was the fact that I was going to die at the hands of Rico. That the bastard would claim my death as his.

I shut my eyes tight, against the tears wetting up my eyes, the sorrow filling up my chest, believing I was freely falling to my death, plummeting down the cliff to be claimed by either the harsh sands of the beach or the roaring waves of the sea below.

But I landed on something, something that stuck around my ...