XAVIER'S POV
We were standing, one moment.
Frozen in fear.
And now, we were running for our lives. I could feel the wind running with me.
It felt like a scene right out of the movie. One in which the villain escaped by running away before the hero caught them. Only here, I didn't know what part I played.
Or what part I was supposed to play.
I turned my head to look at Ophelia. Her hair had come undone, as she tried to hold them down with one hand. I could just imagine how uncomfortable it would be to run in the rain with your hair coming onto your face.
"I am kind of in love with this!"
Nicole yelled but it only reached to me as a whisper due to the thunders in the sky.
I wanted to look behind and see what Luco was up to.
I wanted to know how close either of our death was.
'You just can't be optimistic, can you?'
Great!
Now the voices were back.
