Matt’s POV
“I’m here, Gattina. Let it out, you will be okay.” – I said as I rubbed soothing circles on her back, and held her silky raven hair in my other hand. She was heaving so badly she couldn’t even breathe properly, her whole body shaking from the pressure while her eyes teared under their new red shade.
I held her up, once she stopped, her weight fully slumped on my arms. I took her over to the basin, splashing some cold water on her forehead and wrists, her now ghost-like complexion slowly returning to its normal color. I held her in place, as she regained some strength, managing to brush her teeth and wash her face. Her legs were still wobbly and she hadn’t said a word about my presence, indicating just how not well she actually was.
She held onto me, trying to get back to the
