132: The Seventh Protector

I stopped breathing. He had run out and it was my fault because I had put that dagger in Joseph Kaine’s heart. I worried my bottom lip with my teeth, distraught.

“You need to rest, Kal.” I held his arm, begging him to not dare leave me behind.

He had to fight whatever this was, but I had seen what lacking Joseph’s blood did to him. I knew deep down that he was in grave danger. We had to do something fast.

“I won’t die today.” He kissed my cheek tenderly. “Promise me you’ll show up for breakfast.”

I thought about it for a second. Being at a table with Shirley made poop more inviting. Though I was eager to see Kal’s next move. Would he fight for whatever we have that we couldn’t seem to get over?

“I promise.”

He smiled at me, taking his time to let go of my hand until our fingertips parted. I smiled back and offered a tiny wave, wary of the hope I felt inside my heart.

Kaloyan would choose me this time around. He had just made a mistake the last time. He just needed to see Shirley’s