Chapter 139
Emilia's POV
She was not breathing.
Her bosom made no sign of motion.
I yelled her name.
“Eira! Eira, wake up, please
No movement. No sound. I did not care because my voice was cracking in the back of my throat.
I reached out to her ccheek, and my hands shook. She was chilly. Too cold.
Do not do that. Not now. Not so.”
I shook her shoulders. Light to begin with. Then harder.
“Come on. You listeninging to me? Wake up!”
Still nothing.
I fell on my knees. I did not even feel it. The pain in my chest was louder.
Nikolas was away. He had carried the child into the Veil. The crack closed behind him as the world drew its last breath. I beheld it myself. He was,, and he was not there.
Now too Eira was slipping.
No. Not her. Not again.
Never you mind, Eira. You leave me
