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Chapter 1 I Think I'm Going to Die The rumble of war echoed through Ravendale, Eastoria. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was drowned out by the stench of gunpowder. Hazel Shaw leaned against a broken wall and looked down at her leg. A bullet had grazed her calf, tearing open a nasty gash. Blood ran down her ankle. If the shot had been just a little off, she'd be a corpse, still warm, but dead all the same. Her fingers shaking, Hazel pulled out her phone with its cracked screen. The satellite call went through. "Yannis?" she said. "Hazel?" A soft, sweet voice came from the other end. It was obviously Charlotte Warren, Yannis Lewis's childhood sweetheart. "You're looking for Yannis? He's cutting my cake. Hold on—" Only then did Hazel make out the sounds in the background. There were laughter, music, and the clink of glasses. But it all vanished in an instant, swallowed up by the roar of artillery behind her. It seemed to be Charlotte's birthday. As Hazel's mind drifted, Yannis's casual voice came on the line. "Hello?" Her heart skipped a beat. Hazel's nose stung. She took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Yannis, I think I'm going to die." But Yannis didn't react at all. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly laughed again. "Hazel, how can you make a joke like that? Do you have to make a scene today of all days?" Charlotte's soothing voice followed. "Don't say that. Hazel is your wife—" "She's just throwing a tantrum," Yannis scoffed. "And it's a pretty long one." Yannis seemed to take a few steps. The background noise faded, and his low, raspy voice carried a smile. "So, what did you call me for?" The words "looking for me" lingered playfully on his tongue, but Hazel couldn't make out his voice anymore. "Nothing," she said. "Tell Charlotte happy birthday for me." She hung up, leaned her head against the broken wall, and her eyes went dull. At nineteen, she was working the register at a coffee shop when she saw a young man in a gray hoodie p
