Christian
I stared at Ella's dead body. Her eyes were closed. Her neck was crooked to an odd angle and my hands were still holding her face.
What had I done?
And then the reality slithered in. The chilled power, the agonizing determination left my body and fear set in.
Wake up. I prayed.
"I see you hurting, Christian. Everyday. I see the way you burn from inside and because you are burning from inside, you hurt other people. You hurt me."
Her words started ringing inside my ears. Making me loathe myself. Making my fear of losing her intensify.
Wake up. Please.
"You did not tell me that it was just me falling for you."
"I love you." The words slipped out of my tongue, "I will love you forever. Just wake up."
My hands were shaking uncontrollably. What if she never woke up? What if
