Liam’s POV:
It's been four days.
Four days since my love had been called officially unconscious- like we couldn't tell before.
I had been waiting beside her for all this time, holding her hand or kissing her forehead. Whenever Maria came in, she would bring a single rose. She said it was placed on her doorstep every morning with a card with Xandria's name on it. One showed up every day, each either red or white. The Moon Goddess is helping her.
Her chest heaved up and down occasionally, her heart rate horribly too slow for her to move in any other way. Sometimes her eyes moved under her eyelids like she was dreaming, but the doctor's claimed that I was just imagining things.
It's 5 A.M. and I can't sleep. For some reason, I had a feeling that Xandria w……
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