I struggled to escape his grasp as my tears ignited, his hushed voice trying to calm me from my panicked state of shock.
"Amelia, it's going to be okay. I'm here for you. Shh, babe, shhh," he soothed me, cradling me on the ground back and forth. We watched the building engulfed into lapping flames, increasing as every scream grew louder.
"It's never going to be okay! It's all my fault," I said, bursting into hysteria. I replayed the eerie shrieks while I stood, gazing at families yelling for their children to run. They begged for my help, thrusting their children at me to get them to safety. I gaped, but I remained positioned in my spot. People melted from the raging fire, groaning in pain as they suffered until they were no more.
I could've helped. I could've retrieved the children and saved them, but I only watched. I watched them burn and die, and I was fully capable of rescuing them.
He stroked my long blonde hair as we sat on the pavement, sooted ash filling our lungs.
"I love you, I love you," he repeated to me, embracing me in a hug.
A loud crash exploded into the air, and we stared in awe as the demolished building collapsed.
hi everyone. this is the proluge to my new movella "Victim" and i hope you like it. comment if you want me to keep going, i really adore those:)