Emile couldn 't stop thinking about it.

It felt so

real.

Seeing Damian in his room again, hearing him, feeling the impact on his sternum and ribcage like it was happening all over again '

He shuddered.

All week he had tried, and failed, to distract himself, to think of something else, but his mind just kept circling back to it, picking at it like a scab.

How did it happen? Why did it happen? And why did he get the full sense that Anya was somehow at the centre of it? It only happened because she grabbed him, right? Because she had done ' something '

He recalled the panicked look in her eyes when the flashback ended, and he had crashed back into his own body, sweating and heaving for breath. It only took one look at her for Emile to know that she saw it too, even though that made him feel crazy, because what the fuck was that, and how did it happen?

Emile couldn 't stop thinking about it.