Chapter 79

By the time Edward or any other could open their mouth to explain, Victor's spinning on his heels and headed out of the door. He sprints down the road blindly. He slams into the side of a wall. Stumbles back.

Victor feels numb all over. All feeling lost, nerve-endings cut off. If he could feel, he'd realize he is ice-cold. Far enough to be dangerously close to forgetting what the warmth feels like.

"Are you okay?"

Victor looks up. A stranger staring at him with a stricken expression. He must look a mess. He does look a mess.

"Are you okay?" the stranger re[eates, taking a step closer. Victor stumbles backward. He feels himself losing control of his limbs.

"N-no," he stutters, gripping his stomach with his left hand. It hurts. Everything hurts. It's funny the way one can physically feel the sadness. Victor clutches his stomach tighter. Something is piercing at it. And it won't let up.

Victor side-steps as the stranger reaches out a hand. Resumes a blind sprint to the exit. The pain spr