Elijah’s POV
“Untouchable”
The steady beep of machines filled the hospital room, but it was Laura’s breathing I listened for. Not the rhythm of technology, not the endless buzz of doctors outside the door—but her.
She looked so small in that bed, wrapped in white sheets, her skin far too pale. It was like watching a star dim before it could finish burning.
And sitting beside her, clutching her hand with silent defiance, was Luna—her sister. No tears, no questions, just a steely silence only a soul too young should never know.
I didn’t want to say it.
I didn’t want to break the fragile calm of the room with the truth that felt like poison in my mouth.
But Laura’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze hazy but sharp enough to cut through me.
“Elijah...” Her voice cracked. “Tell me... is she
