EMILY'S P.O.V.
I felt like my jaw lost a screw and my heart had stopped altogether.
My eyes had to be confused or something because somehow the person lying in a pool of his blood in front of me looked exactly like...him! The man I once believed to be a secret admirer, the same man who admitted to taking Kyle's twin! This couldn't be true; the last time we met, he vanished before my very eyes.
To say I was shocked would be an understatement. My thoughts raced madly as I tried to make sense of everything. I felt a wide range of emotions all at once: dread, confusion, suspicion, happiness, and, most significantly, hope. And they all worked together in making me feel like I'd been dragged into a rollercoaster that I couldn't find a way out.
"Olivia, please stop shaking and try to calm down." The man hissed through his anguish and I was instantly dragged out of my head. I didn't even realize I was trembling until he mentioned it.