Chapter 75

• “I don’t hate you,” Lucy said, pushing back his hair. “I never really hated you, Lucas. I wish we had talked more. Maybe… I just don’t hate you. I don’t know why Mark did that. I don’t want you to die.”
• “Step back,” Henry said, fording his way through and reaching Lucas’s side. “What did you do? Is he dead?”
• “He’s not dead, you idiot!” She glared fiercely at Jeremy, but upon seeing us both, seeing me, she softened. “He’s not dead. I… I pushed Mark aside before he shot. Lucas fell, though. He scraped his hand. It’s only a minor cut, it’s not deep. It all happened so fast and Mark left so I don’t think he really understood what happened. You’re alright, though, right?” She looked down at Lucas, touching her fingers to his cheek.