Eleanor whimpered in pain as Damien slowly laid her down on his bed with tears filling up his eyes every time that he looked at her. Her body was refusing to heal and her wounds bled over and over again with even the slightest pressure. He had failed to protect her and now, she was suffering.
Her grip tightened on his t-shirt as she clenched her fists around the fabric when he was about to stand up straight after laying her down on their bed.
“Don’t go…” she mumbled in an almost unconscious state.
“Shh, I’m not going anywhere.” He whispered softly as he sat beside her, gathering her in his arms as she curled up against his body, even though it was hurting her.
He wanted to heal her, he wanted to help her, but he knew that it was impossible to do so just by sitting beside her. That i
