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Kaya’s POV.

I expected the air to hit me on the face, sprawling my hair and notifying me that this is my last second on this planet.

My eyes are tightly shut, expecting my consciousness to fade away within a split second.

Except neither of those came.

Gravity didn’t take its course.

I don’t feel like I’m falling.

Then my brain comes back to reality. There’s a sharp sting in my elbow, and I hear the voice of a male, “are you okay?”

The person taps me, but I don’t open my eyes, even though my eyelids flutter. I’m scared to open my eyes because I already know what has just happened.

I am still awaiting my death.

The male keeps hitting me on the shoulder till I finally open my eyes, and he cups my face in his hands. “Are you okay? Can you say a word to me?”

I hit his hands away from my body and turn to the sides, looking around to see that I’m still on the roof.

No, how could I not be dead?

Now that the fear is sipping away, I recall feeling someone wrap their arms around my waist and