Aria
I couldn’t breathe.
I couldn’t think.
The world around me blurred.
Damian was… he was bleeding.
Too much blood.
I pressed my hands against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding.
My hands were shaking, the pressure was not enough.
He was still alive, I could feel it, but his body was going limp beneath my touch.
“Damian, please,” I begged, my voice a whisper, desperate.
“Don’t leave me.”
His eyes flickered open again, weak but still trying to hold onto life.
“Aria…” His voice was barely a whisper.
“I’m not going anywhere… Not yet.”
I wasn’t sure how to respond.
His words were a lifeline, but his body was betraying him.
I could feel the pulse beneath my fingertips growing weaker, and slower.
I couldn’t let this happen.
I wouldn’t.
“You’re going to be okay, Damian. Yo
