Riddles

*Leroy POV*

Forty-five minutes later, I, Marcus and Linda stand at Cali’s bedside. She is hardly breathing but my heart refuses to accept it.

“Her injuries are too severe. They are not compatible with life,” Linda explains while I frantically shake my head. “I am so sorry, you have to bid her good…”

“No. Fix her,” I interject and storm out. Sky has been continuously groaning and whining, I can’t concentrate.

“Leroy,” Marcus calls and follows me.

I sit on the stairs with my chest tight and my whole body trembling. Resting my heavy head on my palms, that horrific scene plays over in my head. She sacrificed herself for me.

“Are you okay?” Marcus asks. I can hear the sadness in his voice. He treated Cali as his little sister.

“It’s all my fault. I am sorry.” I respond without lifting my head.

“Leroy,”he calls me again.

“It was her birthday. I promised to join her at the lake and I completely forgot about her,” I qualify my statement.

“You met your mate. You had no control over that,”