Infinite Love
He nods to her with determination.
I watch mindlessly as Giovanna feeds her her blood only moments before Clara’s heart gives way for the last time, it was close, perhaps too close. I watch her chest still and fail to rise again, was it too late? Each beat of my own heart faltering, irregular, broken in this moment. I clutch tighter onto Miranda, tears spilling from my eyes unchecked. Can this really be happening? Am I cursed never to know happiness?
Then by some miracle I hear a slow unsteady beat, followed a moment later by another and then another, each sounding stronger. Giovanna leans down and kisses Clara’s blood soaked forehead “That’s it my little fighter come back to us!”
Bab Populer