|N I C O L A S|
The walls of the hospital seemed to close in around me, each breath heavier than the last. Zyra lay unconscious on the hospital bed, soaked in her own blood. Her bleed stains the pristine white sheets. I final to divert my gaze from her, a silent plea echoing in my heart to wake her up, to go against all the odds and return in my arms. I swear to god, I will keep her close, always against my heart and away from the evil eyes of the world. But maybe I am making these promises at the wrong time.
I should have stepped up and said these words when she walked out of my life months ago. I should have overlooked the betrayal and kept her closer. If I had, we would not be here in this situation.
Crystal places an assuring hand on my shoulder, breaking the trance of my thoughts
