When Amberle Onyx Fell puts her life in danger at the most critical time during the destruction of The Other Side, she jeopardises not only her own future but also that of her frenemy, Lorenzo St. John.
The world they used to know is no longer the s...
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~ TEMET NOSCE ~
AMBERLE'S POV
It took some doing, but my dad and I finally managed to slow our tears until they dried on our cheeks, leaving nothing but puffy eyes and sniffly noses.
He pulled out of my embrace and approached Matt on the other side of the border who continued to hold Tripp. They spoke in low voices to each other, Dad becoming professional in a split second, the police officer once again. Like this was just another crime scene he had to attend, and not the body of his twin lying in a pool of his own blood.
As the pair spoke amongst themselves, I approached, careful not to pass the border and succumb to the same fate as my uncle. "Okay, let me think straight. I have these powers, right? I'm sure there's more to them than I've learned."
They continued to plan out the next steps, ignoring my offer, Dad keeping his back to me from where he crouched on the balls of his feet beside Tripp. I paced along the line, mentally checking off every possibility while the rest of them worked hard to put things into motion, cautious of how to draw the least amount of attention they could.
"Hey, guys?" I tried again when no one replied, pausing in my tracks. "I can help."
Nothing.
Growing frustrated, I spoke louder this time. Maybe they were so distraught, they couldn't hear me from the other side of the border. "Bring him to me and maybe I can resuscitate him or something, I don't kno—"
"His throat was slit open, Amber," Matt snapped, cutting me off. "I don't think there's anything you can do. He's gone."
I flinched at the harshness of his words but refused to be deterred so easily. People in this town died and came back all the time – I mean, hello? I was the perfect example. "At least let me try—"
Dad straightened up, moving away from his brother's body and walking straight past me without so much as a glance in my direction. My gaze followed after him, confused.
"Everythin' okay, Sheriff?" he wondered as he approached Liz, pointing to her forehead. "Looks like you're bleedin' there."
"I'll be fine." She dismissed him with a weak wave of her hand. "Do you need me to call in the guys?"
"Leave that to me. You've been through enough."
"I'm sorry," Caroline said. "I wish I could do more but I have to take Mom to the hospital to get her checked out."
My dad nodded in understanding. "That's alright, you just be careful." He briefly turned back to speak to me, though determined to look anywhere other than at my face. "Bambi, go with Caroline."
