SHRANAIA’S POV
I’m at a loss for words and nervous. I placed my ear to the child’s chest to hear whether his heart was beating, but I couldn’t hear anything. I looked in the mirror and noticed a man’s form. I'm not sure where it came from. I attempted to give the infant air by mouth to mouth.
“Breathe!” I yelled, thumping his chest. “Please!” I cried, and I tried all I could to bring it back to life.
“What happened to him?” Gena, who was now sitting next to me, said.
“I don’t know,” I said, continuing what I was doing.
Vixen approached her and then turned to gaze at the boy. But I pushed him and tried everything I could to get him to breathe again. I tapped his chest hard in frustration and wrath, prompting him to open his eyes and breathe again. His breathing was heavy, and he got u
