Genevieve:
I watched him writhing in chains, struggling on the bed.
"s**t!" Bellamy complained under his breath, attempting to avoid my gaze, so none of them had to meet my eyes and convey that Caspian was dying.
"He is dying," I stated, but they all disregarded me. I knew they were also in pain, but concealing it wouldn't ease my distress.
"We'll find a way," Bellamy whispered, still avoiding eye contact. I was uncertain about how much we could actually do, as witnessing Caspian in this state was agonizing for me.
"I'll go fetch some fresh fruits," Wolvin interrupted my daze, gently tapping my shoulder. I wondered how long I had been silently staring at Caspian.
"Hmm," I nodded, uncertain about what effect the fruits would have, "are they important?"
I didn't want to express it dir
