GIADA
Blood seeps into the ground all around his body. It’s not the sight of it or the coppery smell that makes all the air in my lungs seemingly disappear; it’s the hissing and sucking sounds he’s making and the way his chest rises and falls so laboriously.
Sinking to my knees, I place my hands carefully on his naked chest and shiver slightly at the familiar tingles that course through me. I force my magic out all at once, violently. There’s no time to wait for it to spiral out slowly and make its way to him.
“You’re okay…” he coughs. Surely, his talking is a good sign.
Sebastian’s hand reaches up to no doubt cup my face, but it doesn’t make it, and he rests it on my arm instead. He gives it the tiniest squeeze.
“I’m sorry...” his words are strained.
“Shhh,” My voice cracks and I t
