Selene's POV
I shook him gently. "Victor? Victor, please wake up."
Nothing.
"Victor!" I screamed, shaking him harder. "Don't you dare! Don't you dare leave me!"
His head hung limply in my lap, lifeless and heavy. His hand, which had been gripping mine so tightly just moments ago, was completely slack.
"Someone help!" I screamed at the guards standing frozen near the door. "Get the medics! Now!"
They scattered, running in different directions. I could hear them shouting, calling for help, but it all sounded far away. Like I was underwater.
All I could focus on was Victor. His pale face. His shallow breathing. The blood soaking through his shirt and pooling beneath us.
"Please," I whispered, pressing my forehead to his. "Please don't leave me. I can't do this without you. Please."
