POV de Lily

This is it, this is how I'm going to die.

The ceiling cracked over me like thunder, pieces of plaster fell mixing with smoke, dust and heat so intense I could feel my skin blistering. I couldn't move, every breath getting stuck somewhere between my throat and my chest. All he could do was watch the collapse.

But then, I felt a strong arm surrounding me so suddenly that the air trapped in my lungs came out suddenly. They pulled me back, tripping over my own feet as someone dragged me