22 - Devastated

~Godfrey’s Point of View~

“Sunny, darling, can you hear me,” I said, close to shaking.

I stroked her beautiful face, I held her tenderly. I had ten pairs of eyes staring at me, seeing me at my absolutely worst. I didn’t give a damn if I was showing weakness.

I felt … broken. Lost. There was no way in hell I could lose my sunshine.

I had the best witches and warlocks from every realm trying to break Sunny’s spell for the past week, to no avail. She wouldn’t wake up, yet her heart remained steady. I tried to give her a bit of my blood but she convulsed, foaming at the mouth and looking like she was possessed. It was hours before she fully calmed down. Doing that again is simply not an option no matter how much my mind tries to tell me to do it.

I had a moment of desperation and thought about trying to turn her but of course that was out of the question. I knew in my bones Sunny didn’t want to be a vampire and I would never be selfish in that way. Plus I'd have to deal with the wrath