#Chapter 152 - Sacrifice

Desperate, panicked as pieces of the ceiling start to slam down around be, revealing flames behind, I haul myself to my feet. Determined to give it one last shot, I grab Bridgette by her shoulders again and pull, putting my whole weight into it – Suddenly, I feel something at my back. I gasp and then cough viciously against the smoke in my lungs. I turn, then, to see Victor behind me, looking furious. I open my mouth to speak but he beats me to it. “Evelyn, go –“ he yells, his face dark with soot, with panic. “No!” I yell, hauling on Bridgette’s limp form. “I’ll get her!” he says, adding his strong hands to mine. “I’m not leaving her here!” I yell up at him and, seeing the determination on my face, he snarls and then turns his attention back to Bridgette. We both take an arm and then the process is fast – just barely fast enough as flames roar through the kitchen, licking at the floor where we were just sitting. We haul her out, dragging her onto the porch, then across it