Kiel
I couldn't breathe.
Josie's body went limp before my eyes, and the sound of her shallow gasp as she slipped into unconsciousness ripped something vital from my chest. My legs felt weak, useless, as though the ground had been pulled out from under me.
"Josie!" My voice cracked as I reached for her, but Varen was suddenly there, gripping my arm and dragging me back.
"Let them work, Kiel!" Varen snapped, his voice tight but steady, pulling me away from the bed. My arm shook violently in his hold as I pointed back at her, my throat raw.
"No—no, I have to—"
"You can't," Varen cut me off firmly, his golden eyes narrowing. "The doctors are already on her. Don't make it harder for them. Don't make it harder for her."
