Alana’s POV
Logan had lost a lot of blood.
Three days ago, I was in the most panic that I have ever been. While I was still exhausted and my body was about to give up from the lack of sleep, I still ran to go and see what was happening to my brother. When I got there, I realized that it was as bad as Nancy said it was. He had been taken to the hospital, and he had lost quite a lot of blood. I felt my heart quicken when I saw him and I rushed to him.
He turned his head to look at me. His expression was marred with pain and for a second I thought that he was going to die. Logan was going to die and all this while, I have given him the cold shoulder. The last few days of his life, he had spent them alone when I could have easily gone into the dungeon and spent time with him.
“It took this
