Preface

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"Evalyn!"

Evalyn kept running, following the sound. Her eyes stinging, her throat burning. The smoke and fire was killing.

After all this time running from it, she thought, It still came. They can't win! But they have. They have won.

"Evalyn! The building's going to collapse!"

I know! Eva wiped some tears away. She didn't want to die like this. Not after everything she'd survived. Not after it had been almost over.

But she couldn't fight anymore.

Already her legs were tired.

Fighting like this had to stop.

No matter how much it hurt, she had to face it.

They'd won.

She'd lost.

"You mustn't let them win!" Someone shouted. "You have to get out of there! It's not to late!"

"It's not too late... it's too late..." Eva closed her eyes and sighed. "It is too late," she whispered.

"No! Remember what Ivy said! It's not too late to try!"

Eva's eyes snapped open .

"It's not too late to try- it's only too late when you can't try," her friend repeated the words that had been said so long ago.

Then I will try.





Yeah, I know. I've started ANOTHER book🙄

What can I say? I love writing!

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