Sienna’s POV
One day later…
My tears had finally run dry.
I had cried until my head ached, my eyes burned and my body no longer seemed capable of producing another tear. All that remained was a terrible emptiness.
The room was quiet except for the steady sounds of the machines surrounding Kael’s bed.
I lay beside him with my head resting carefully on his chest.
The nurses had stopped trying to convince me to use the couch. They knew I would return to his side the moment they left the room, so they had finally allowed me to stay where I could feel his heartbeat.
It was slow but steady.
Every beat reminded me that he was still alive.
For now.
I placed my hand over his heart and closed my eyes.
“Wake up, Kael.”
My voice sounded strange in the quiet room, rough, weak and empty.
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