Chapter 019
Emilia's POV
I couldn't take my eyes off the child as I stood there, motionless in the darkened hospital. His big, dark eyes seemed to see right through me. The longer I stared, the colder the room felt and the more something I couldn't identify filled the air. Suffocating me, it pressed in.
Lena held the boy in her arms, her hands shaking, her face as white as death itself. Her face was drawn and strained, as if she were barely able to hold herself together. Her eyes were filled with fear, which I could see. "He doesn't cry," she said in a tremulous whisper. He doesn't get much sleep. His skin reflects this lack of sleep.
Her words were a hollow echo in the quiet room as she trailed off. I reached out, my heart pounding. The heat struck me as soon as my fingers touched the
