Rory
She was in her drug-induced coma for weeks. I never left her side, no matter what. I ran the pack and my company from a small desk in her room. I wanted to be there when she woke up. I barely slept, ate or showered. Everyone began to worry. They said what i was doing wasn't healthy. I needed to rest and take a break or i would get sick and weak. I didnt care. Only she mattered right now. I promised her i would never leave her again and i intended on keeping it.
It was late. I was sitting in the chair watching her sleep. Suddenly, the air changed around us. A bright light began to radiate from her skin. The whole room was lit up by her glow.
I grabbed her hand and started repeating her name. “Nyx, nyx, nyx, are you OK? Oh goddess, what’s going on.” I admit i was a little frighten
