Wicked princess

I tell him the truth. “Caitlyn. She said my…” I pause because I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. Then again, nothing about my former life surprises me anymore, so I guess it’s not entirely out of the question. “She said my lesbian lover died in the accident.”

Needless to say, everyone is speechless. 

Including me, because I don’t recall anything about this girl.

Jace clamps his mouth shut, like he’s trying to decide the right words to say.  

I look to Cole for answers, but he’s locked up tight too. 

I try Sawyer next, but she looks down at her feet. 

“Can someone please tell me what happened.” 

“We don’t really know,” Jace responds after another minute passes. “We weren’t there.”

Understandable, but they still have to know more than I do. “But you all know what happened after, right?” I press a hand to my quivering belly. “Did she…did she die?”

Lines strain along Cole’s mouth, like he’s trying his hardest not to speak. I silently plead with him to tell me the truth because after pretending to be Liam, he owes me that much. 

“Hayley didn’t make it,” he finally whispers.

Despite the fact that the name isn’t one I can recall, my heart spirals with grief. 

Another death. 

I’m starting to feel like there’s a bad omen over my head and whoever I love is destined to meet the grim reaper. 

“Oh, my God.”

My head whirls. I can’t take it anymore. 

“I know everything sucks right now,” Jace says, pulling me close. “But we’re all here for you.” 

For how long? 

How long before they end up dead too?

I don’t even bother wiping my tears away. 

I just let them fall. 

What’s the point of living when everyone I care about dies?

Jace looks at our dad. “On second thought, maybe a fresh start isn’t such a bad idea.” 

Dad’s expression is solemn. “I’ll take care of it.”