He lifted his right hand, trying to touch my swollen face to comfort me, but I used the last bit of my energy to push his hand away from my skin. I looked up into his eyes and begged him from the bottom of my broken heart.
"Please, just let me go," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Why don't you want to leave me alone? I am begging you on my knees, Desmond. Just let me go."
As the words left my mouth, a sudden, violent cough tore through my chest. A warm liquid rushed up my throat, and I slowly coughed out bright red blood onto the floorboards.
Desmond's eyes widened in pure panic, and he rushed over to catch my collapsing weight. "Ana! Are you okay?"
I lay there on the floor, my vision beginning to blur into darkness. I could see the dim shapes of everyone hurrying around me in a
