King’s POVThe candlelight flickered weakly against the walls, casting shadows that stretched and twisted with the restless wind outside. Midnight had long since arrived and yet sleep refused to claim me. How could it when Gianna lay motionless before me, her breaths too shallow, her skin too pale? I hovered over her, unable to do anything but be here. My fingers trembled as I took her cold hands, rubbing warmth into them, my touch feather-light but desperate. She didn’t stir, didn’t react and the fear that had been clawing at my insides since she collapsed tightened its grip around my throat. I reached up, adjusting the pillow beneath her head as if that would somehow make a difference. It didn’t. Nothing did. But I kept doing it anyway kept fussing over her, kept watching her because the moment I looked awa the thought would creep in. What if she doesn’t wake up?I exhaled shakily and sat on the edge of the bed, my gaze never leaving her face. I had memorized every inch of her
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