Imela's POV
Despite the turmoil that took place outside, it wasn't loud enough to startle those inside the house. Only Benjamin knew of the ordeal we had faced tonight, and I wanted to keep it that way. The others will learn of it in the morning.
I was still shaken; this was a close call, and I wasn't a shaking and terrified mess, yet it was still a surprise to me.
This event wasn't the same as the one five years ago, yet I felt the same way. If Zion had come up against me without a weapon, perhaps I would have stood a better chance at defending myself against him, but he had a gun, one that could end my life. I felt that metal press against my skull, and I thought of Ocean, my beautiful son, whom I might never see again if things were to go wrong. I wanted to tell him, 'I love you' one more time. He would never understand or fathom how much I loved him and how much he meant to me.