Only Mine to Touch

POV: Nadia

I stared down at the chunks of grey matter and crimson pooling around my heels, my mind short-circuiting. The heavy, metallic stench of fresh blood coated the back of my throat, clinging to the inside of my nose. Nausea clawed at my stomach, sharp and unrelenting. The world around me spun in a chaotic blur of screaming guests and shattered glass. I turned on my heels and bolted for the