Our whole life is solving puzzles.
~~Erno Rubik
She drips blood the way maple leaks from bark. He stares at her, eyes wide, glued to the scarlet on her hands.
"Leah," he breathes, and suddenly his vision is white with fury.
"Leah!"
She stares at him simply, head cocked, like a dog.
(Because she is one…)
Sighing, she brings a damp hand to her head, running it through chopped locks. "Oh Jacob," she says sadly, "it had to be done."
"Come. Here. Now." The wind is loud on their ears, and both can hear the howling from the beach below.
She shakes her head, smiles. "No."
She falls.