Alexander’s POV
My heart was racing like crazy.
I couldn’t look away from my mom. She was lying on the floor and she wasn’t moving. I couldn’t even see her chest rising and falling.
Anna said that she wasn’t dying, but it looked like it and I was terrified. I couldn’t lose my mom. I couldn’t let anything happen to her.
“Mom, please,” I mumbled as I leaned my forehead against the glass. “Please, don’t leave me.”
I glanced at Fia who was still unconscious. I couldn’t let her lie on the ground so I forced myself to move away from the glass. I picked Fia up and held her tightly against my chest. Anna picked the blanket up and wrapped it around Sophia.
I looked at my dad who was staring through the glass and mumbling how much he loved my mom. My heart broke for him.
I tightened my arms around Fia and turned my head to kiss her temple.
“Logan!” I heard my uncle shouting.
I approached my dad and placed a hand on his shoulder. He didn’t move. He kept staring at my mom with a completely broken look on his face. If she died…
I could hear multiple footsteps approaching the cabin. Hunter was the first one who ran inside.
His eyes widened when he saw Fia in my arms.
“Logan!” Uncle Andrew shouted again. “What the hell happened?!”
His eyes fell on Fia and he gasped loudly. Both he and Hunter looked toward the room.
“No!” my uncle screamed as he rushed toward the window. “Emma!”
Mason ran past Hunter and rushed toward the window.
“Is she…?” my uncle screamed, his voice breaking.
“No,” Anna said calmly. “She is fighting it. She will be okay.”
Hunter never moved his eyes from my mom. He was completely frozen and I wasn’t even sure if he was breathing.
I gulped and approached him. I needed him to take Fia back to our house. I knew how Fia would react if she woke up and saw our mom like that. I didn’t want Fia to go through that. I wanted to protect her from this. I needed to protect her from this.
“Hunter,” I called him, but he didn’t respond.
His eyes were on my mom and he looked completely shocked.
“Hunter, I need you to take Fia away from here,” I said, but he didn’t react again.
He was breathing heavily and he kept clenching his fists.
“Hunter!” I exclaimed loudly and that finally got his attention.
He looked at Sophia and gasped as he had just now realized that she was out of that room.
“I need you to take her back home,” I told him. “I don’t want her to wake up and see Mom like that.”
Hunter was frozen for another second. I kissed Fia’s forehead and handed her to him. Hunter flinched and pulled her out of my arms.
“Oh, Goddess, Sophia,” he mumbled as he pressed her to himself.
I made sure that she was covered up with the blanket. I didn’t want her to get cold.
“Take her home,” I said and Hunter nodded.
He kissed Fia’s cheek and looked at my mom.
“I will keep you updated,” I said and he nodded again.
I looked back at my mom and approached the glass.
“No, Emma, no,” my uncle cried out. “Wake up, please.”
Mason was trembling and growling. I placed a hand on his shoulder and he looked at me. I saw the pain in his eyes and I almost sobbed.
It was like I wasn’t even fully aware of what was going on. I wasn’t fully aware of my mom who was lying on the ground inside that room, completely out of reach.
I couldn’t do shit except watch. I couldn’t do anything except wait for her to wake up. I wanted to break the wall and go to her. I wanted to save her. I wanted my mom to be safe.
“What the hell did you do, Emma?” my uncle mumbled. “What the hell did you do?”
I looked at my mom and gulped. She saved Fia. She saved my sister. She saved her daughter.
But at what cost?
What would we do if she never woke up? What would Fia do once she woke up and realized that her mom was gone? How would we survive her death?
She couldn’t die. She simply couldn’t die.
“Come on, Mom,” I mumbled quietly. “Wake up.”
She had to wake up. She fucking had to wake up!
My dad slammed his fists against the glass and we all flinched.
“EMMA!” he screamed. “Wake up! Now! I am not losing you! You are not dying! You are not leaving me!”
My dad was screaming and banging against the glass with such intensity that I was sure he was going to break it.
My uncle grabbed him and tightened his arms around him. My dad started thrashing and trying to escape Uncle Andrew’s arms. If he was at full strength he wouldn’t have any issues with getting out of Uncle Andrew’s hold, but my dad was weakened and Uncle Andrew had no problem holding him.
“Come on, Emma,” I heard Anna mumble. “Come on.”
My dad started sobbing loudly. He was trying to catch his breath, but he couldn’t, no matter how hard he tried.
I pulled him out of Uncle Andrew’s arms and hugged him tightly. He hugged me back and continued sobbing.
“I can’t lose her,” he cried out. “Not her, please Goddess, not her.”
I tightened my jaw and swallowed the lump in my throat.
“We won’t lose her, Dad,” I said, trying to sound brave. “She will wake up. She didn’t die, Dad. You would know if she did.”
My dad tightened his arms around me. He placed a hand on my head and held me close to him.
“She isn’t gone,” I said as my voice started trembling. “She is so strong and she wouldn’t let this take her from us.”
I meant every word that I said. My mom was the strongest person I knew. She had been through so much and she still managed to become such an amazing person. She was fighting the darkness and she was going to come back to us.
I was sure of it. I believed in it.
I couldn’t let myself believe anything else.
