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Evelyn lay beside him. He still hasn't woken up, two more days have passed.

The girl didn't move away from him for a second. She stayed right beside him all the time.

She gently caressed his shoulder with her fingertips. His skin has gotten pale. All the machines attached to him were like painful daggers to her heart.

Her strong, powerful Axel was laying so lifelessly on the bed. It hurts to see him like this. Grabbing his hand she brought it to her lips and gently kissed it.

She was in pain. Sitting upright she held his cold hand in her small ones and stared at it for the longest of times. Brittany checked on him and he wasn't healing at all.

Werewolves heal quickly on their own. Daniel has gotten so much better but Axel hasn't even woken up yet.

"I'm trying to be strong," She whispered with her eyes fixed on their hands.

Her chest felt so heavy. She wants to talk to him. She wanted to let her feelings out or she would die within.

"I promise I'm trying, I... I understand you