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Cedric
The past twenty-four hours have felt like an eternity in hell. I keep waiting for Laila's mind to open up to me, but all I get is nothing. The last thing I felt from her has haunted me to the point I'm f*****g sick over it. I know the torment she went through when the blade stuck through her skin and how it felt like fire as the poison spread inside her body. I wanted to take it all away from her, but instead, I have to watch it consume her, knowing there isn't a single damn thing I can do but wait to see where her fate lies.
Holding Laila's hand, I bring it to my lips. I changed her out of her blood-soaked clothes and put her in one of Seraphina's white robes. She looks like an angel with her red hair fanned out over the bed. I keep waiting for her to open her bright blue eye
