The room felt colder now. My mother had left, leaving me alone with Selena. My heart raced as I stared at her, lying so still. Her chest rises and falls with slow, even breaths, her face so peaceful, and yet, my heart aches as I watch her lying there, still unconscious. I kneel beside the bed, my eyes lingering on her soft skin, tracing the contours of her cheek with the backs of my fingers.My mate. My Omega. My everything.My heart swells with love and devotion, a feeling so powerful it threatens to consume me. I brush a stray strand of hair from her face, my hand trembling slightly. Even in her stillness, she has a power over me that I can’t explain. It’s as if she’s pulling me in, even while she sleeps, speaking to me through the bond we share. I lean closer, pressing my forehead gently to hers, breathing in her familiar scent, the one that always manages to calm my soul.“I love you, Selena,” I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. “ My love for you would not let me do this to yo
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