My heart thumped against my ribcage at a much steadier pace than I had thought would have been appropriate during a situation such as this. It felt as if I had lost all of the feeling in my arms and legs, a numbness that I couldn’t compare to anything I had ever felt before managing to wrap itself around my bones. It felt as if I wouldn’t have been able to go after Blair even if I had wanted to.
The keywords in that sentence would have been ‘if I had wanted to’.
And that was the problem.
In that moment, it felt as if going after her was the last thing that I wanted to do, for there was a voice in the back of my head that told me that my efforts would be in vain, as they had been in my previous attempts. She hadn’t reacted well to my efforts the first time when I had tried to stop her, a
