-KAYLA
No matter what I did, Killian did not wake up.
I continued pounding heavily on his chest. I could not lose him. He could not die on me. What was I supposed to do without him? My body started trembling from both the cold and the fear of losing my mate.
I did not even get the chance to thank him for always protecting me. To tell him thank you for taking me away from my old life. Instead, all I ever told him was how much I hated him.
He could not abandon me. Not him too. My parents abandoned me and it was okay. I found a way to live without them and I survived it but not him too. How was I supposed to survive this? How was I supposed to move on? I could not live with a dying heart.
I could not even breathe properly again. The rhythm of my heartbeat had long become foreign to me
