Saana's POV
I lay there quiet, as Ethan dawned over me in tears, saying many profuse prayers and wishes over me.
Deep down, I wanted to open my eyes and say something to him, but I restrained myself, only watching through my slit eyes, and listening to him.
“I hope you can get back from this and tell me who did this to you."
He took my hand and clasped it between both of his, kissing it profusely.
“And your friend, Lyra. I don't think of her anymore as being innocent. I know she's up to something, but I can't tell what it is."
I just listened.
“Please, wake up and tell me something; anything. Move your fingers, blink; do something to make me know you're alright in there!"
I remained silent, watching him spiral.
He muttered inaudible things under his breath and finally shot up
