Hearing her question, Xhylan—or as he was now known, Jackson—looked up into the clear blue sky, closing his eyes tightly. He took a few deep, stabilizing breaths, trying his absolute best to steady his racing heart as the floodgates of his memory swung wide open, dragging him back to that dark, suffocating timeline.
***
"This can't be... This is impossible," Xhylan muttered, taking several stumbling steps backward as he stared blankly at the breaking news flashing on his phone screen.
The woman he had fiercely vowed to protect—his best friend, the person who was entirely a sister to him—was gone. The horrific headlines details were too agonizing to process. He couldn't even begin to fathom the sheer, unadulterated pain she must have been drowning in to make her jump from the tallest building in the city.
