Serafine's POV
"And all goes dark."
The silence is deafening. My heart pounds in my chest. Abigail's scream still echoes in my ears, but everything feels cold and empty.
Abigail?" I called out, shakily, a mere whisper. My knees buckle and I drop to the ground, my hands shaking while I reach out for her. "Please, not my baby…
My fingers fell across something soft, and a wave of relief washed over me. I grasp her small hand in mine and squeeze hard. Her skin is still warm to the touch, but she does not move.
The magic that churned around her just a moment before was gone. I can hear only the gasp of my own breathing and the faint whisper of the wind through the trees.
"David, Damien, someone help!" I yelled in a panic. "She's not responding!"
David's hands are suddenly on my shoulders
