(Tessa)
Jenna ran off to get what I'd asked for. I knelt by Rowan and helped him slip off his blood stained shirt. The wound from the blade was very deep. Rowan was trying to breathe through the pain. Jenna rushed back in, setting down the items she had gathered. Rowan had his eyes squeezed shut. I eyed Jenna with apprehension. Her long, thin fingers were shaking. She looked up and met my eyes. She looked at me like a deer in headlights. Rowan sucked in another breath as he tried to sit up.
"Hey, it's ok, lay back down," I cooed, placing my hand on his shoulder. He listened to me, sinking back to the floor but I noticed he shifted his body more toward me. Finding comfort more from me than his mother.
"Can you use this to do something to help him?" I questioned her, frustrated that she was not……
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