In the grand scheme of things, Haley had only been in Lucas Roth's presence for a negligible amount of time. There should not have been any real impact to her life given how brief their conversation had been. But that small window of time had left Haley absolutely devastated.
Hours.
That was how much time Haley still had left with her Deacon. After that there would be no more. Haley had gone through many days in her lifetime, but never had a day felt as long and yet as short as the one that she was currently going through.
In order to save Deacon she had chosen to throw herself right into the sharp end of the blade. In a way she had been hoping that because she was doing it to protect him, the pain would not be so bad, but it was horrible.
It felt as though someone (that someone being Lucas Roth ) had run a hot poker right through her heart and was now busy twisting it.
It was an awful feeling.
