~Theo~
Despite being threatened by my father to stay away from Storme, I still found my way to her bedside that afternoon. There was no obvious improvement even after all the injections that the doctor had administered to her. She still looked pale and deathly.
I knelt by the edge of her bed, putting her cold hand in between mine, trying to warm her up at least. But nothing was working.
“Please, Moon goddess, please don’t take her away from me,” I prayed, “Take every other thing in my life, but please, return my mate to me. I can’t live without her.”
I brought her hand up to my face, my heart breaking over and over again at what she had been reduced to. My once vibrant Storme, reduced to this figure who couldn’t do anything to help herself.
She couldn’t scold me for doing things that
