His Shattered Luna
I did what she said—eyes on Damien, hands on his shoulders, every part of me focused on keeping him here with me.
The shaking slowed. Then stopped.
Silence crashed down, louder than anything.
Nadia checked his pulse, watched his breathing, face telling me more than her words.
She exhaled slow.
“He’s stable,” she said. “For now.”
For now.
I looked at Damien. Eyes closed, breathing shallow but even. The heat starting to fade.
I didn’t move my hands. Not for a long time.
Then Nadia said three words that shattered everything.
“Aria,” she said, soft but steady. “The treatment protocol... it's not viable, after this reaction.” She met my eyes, delivering something she wished wasn’t true. “There’s
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