ELIANA.
I burst through the door, out of breath and with my eyes searching for Blake. Finally, I saw him. He was a lot weaker while he laid on the hospital bed, clenching around a pillow.
“Blake?” I called.
“What is wrong?” Denver immediately stood up once he saw me. I faced him with a grim stare. “I think I know how to save him” I muttered. Nana was closer to him at that point and her hands brushed against his forehead. “He’s heating up” She whispered.
When I threw a look back at him, Blake was shivering too, and he was non-verbal. “You were saying of a way to help him?” Denver’s hand fell to my shoulders and I swallowed a hard lump down my throat.
Of course, I wasn’t a hundred percent certain but I couldn’t just sit there and watch Blake die. He had about a few hours at least. Co
