Chapter 774 – Triage

• Ella
• “It’s been too long,” I mutter, twisting my fingers together with my eyes fixed on the hard iron door of the bunker. I have one hand on Rafe’s little carrier as he sleeps peacefully beside the two uncomfortable chairs that Cora and I dragged down the hall, wanting to be as close to the entrance as possible so that we get news as soon as it comes.
• “Ella,” Cora seethes through her teeth. “You have got to stop saying that. You’re making me freak out.”