Page 105 of Killian De Luca

He held Killian in his arms and kept repeating, “Please, Killian. Don’t go yet. Not today.”

Now we’re in the hospital, waiting to hear from the doctors.

I seem to be the only person who doesn’t know what’s going on.

Ace is with Leo outside of the hospital because Leo said that Ace needs to take a breather and relax. Papa is back at the hotel. He wanted me to come with him so that I wouldn’t be anywhere near Ace, but I wasn’t going to leave without knowing what was going on with Killian first.

I’m in Killian’s room right now, looking at his sleeping form and holding his hand in mine. He’s surrounded by machines and hooked to IVs while so many different thoughts are racing through my head.

Ace wouldn’t say a word on the way to the hospital. I wanted to ask him what happened since Ace knew more than me, but I was too scared to ask.

Why did Killian faint?

What didn’t he tell me?

“Who are you? Where is Mr. De Luca?” I look up and see a nurse with a clipboard standing in front of me.

“I’m Reign. The girlfriend.” I stand up and shake her hand. “Can you tell me what’s wrong with him?”

The nurse looks taken back by my question. “I’m sure Ace and Aria or even Killian would have told you what condition he has.”

I furrow my eyebrows. “What? No, what condition?”

“He has a coronary heart disease. He had a heart attack and currently is on life support. He’s technically in a coma right now. If we were to take him off, his heart could fail so the life support is the only thing keeping him alive right now.”

Tears are streaming down my face by the time she’s done explaining.

A loud piercing noise rings through my ear as I replay every single moment.

Every single memory between Killian and I.

Nausea rises up my throat and I run to the bathroom inside Killian’s room. I kneel in front of the toilet and start throwing everything up while crying.

Once I’m finished, I put water on my face and take deep breaths while looking in the mirror.

It’s okay, I have hope.

Everything will be fine.

I walk out of the bathroom and the nurse has a sad and sympathetic expression on her face.

I hold my stomach, as if the child is comforting me. “Is there anything we can do?”

I look at Killian as more tears start to fall slowly.

“There is one thing but with his case, it’s hard to find a good pair. He has a very unique case.”

“A heart transplant?” I say, following.

The nurse nods her head. “But like I said, his case is unique.”

“Is there anyone to donate?”

“Yes, but he’s on his deathbed right now. The heart wouldn’t make it in time for Killian.”

I nod my head, thinking.

My heart beats against my chest, hard and fast. “Can you-” I sniffle. “Can you test me? To see if I might be a match?”