“Please, remain with me… please… do not close your eyes… please remain with me….” I jog into the corridor as the paramedics' wheel an almost subconscious Talon on a trolley. It's difficult to keep up when you are wearing six-inch heels… goddammit, heels. I try to give a soft squeeze on his hand which is loosely intertwined with mine.
“Stay with me, baby…” I mutter, putting on a brave smile at him. He looks over me with his eyes almost shut. “Just stay, baby… just stay. Keep your eyes open… please, for me… baby.” I plead as he tries to nod but then he winces. “Relax just keep still and stay with me,” I reassure, keep running along. He is falling asleep... a doctor rushes to us and with one look, she mumbles, “He is losing consciousness, c’mon faster people.” quite authoritatively.
I whim
