Zane’s POV
“Are you all right?” I asked Chloe, whom I had protected in my arms as the rocks fell.
“Mommy?” she asked. Her face was covered in dirt, but there was no blood. She was trembling, but I could tell she was trying to be brave. “Where’s Mommy?”
It was hard to see with so much dust in the air. Emergency lights flickered on, and I peered through the debris, looking for the rest of my family. The two guards approached me, one with a bleeding cut on her forehead and the other looking dazed but determined.
There was no sign of Sarah or Grace. My heart froze in my chest. No, it wasn’t possible. I looked around, feeling my way over the piles of rocks.
Sarah. Grace. The thought of losing either was equally as terrifying. I had to push the thought of it from my mind to function. Besid
