Juniper’s POV
The only sound in the cold, sterile room is the constant,
beep,
beep,
beep,
of the heart monitor, telling me that my brother is still alive. Right now, it is the only thing that is reassuring me that Cole is not dead. Because from only looking at him, he looks like he is on his deathbed; with his deathly pale skin and the almost nonexistent rise and fall of his chest. I wish he would at least just look like he is sleeping peacefully, but there is nothing peaceful about the way he looks.
The pressure bandage on his neck already has a stain of deep red, almost black blood seeping through it. Cole’s pale face has spiderweb like black veins, running all over his skin, radiating out from where that damn vampire fed from his neck. I guess, from what the doctor said, the
