Page 111 of Killian De Luca

Her cold hand against my jaw does nothing to make me feel better.

I feel like the world stopped spinning.

Like my whole world just collapsed and there’s nothing left anymore.

I.

Feel.

Like.

I.

Could.

Just

Die.

“Please Reign, don’t leave me. Don’t leave me here. I don’t want to be alone. I can’t do this again. I need you here with me, baby. Please, I can’t go through this shit without you. I need you.”

I lean into her chest, but I hear no heartbeat.

I don’t hear anything come out of her.

I cry into her chest and hold her as tight as I can.

And I don’t let her go until they come to unhook her from all the machines. I sit in the chair across from her bed and hold her hand as they take the wires and unhook her.

And when they told me I had to let go of her hand, it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.

I stay in the room even after they leave.

I stopped crying, there were no more tears to force out.

She’s gone.

My Star is gone.

My light.

My Reign.

“Mr. De Luca.” I hear, making me look up from my hands and see a doctor walk in holding a clipboard to her chest. “I’m the doctor from the incubator room. I wanted to ask you a fewquestions and see how you are doing,” she says before sitting down next to me. “Do you want to talk about how you’re feeling at all?”

“I’m feeling fucking great,” I mutter.

She nods her head, probably not knowing what to say. “I understand this is a hard time for you. A child is a lot for a person to handle. But a child is also such an important aspect in a person’s life. I know you’re going through a lot currently, but I just need to know if you’ll be able to handle this baby, especially with all you’re going through right now.”

A child.

A fucking child.

Reign and I’s fucking child.

She didn’t fuck anyone but me, so I know it’s for a fact mine.

I just can’t believe it.