What I Have To Do

(From Blue's Perspective)

Evelyn's mouth did not form any word. But her eyes did. And for some reason, those eyes seemed to be speaking to me only. I looked at Merick to see if he could understand what I could, if he could see what I saw in her eyes. But he showed nothing of that sorts. He stared back at me helplessly, his eyes pleading me to help his wife.

I beckoned him towards me with a wave of my hand. He came over to me.

"Can you go out for a while? I need to see closely and it would be better if… it's just the two of us," I said.

"Do you think she can be fixed?"

"Honestly, Merick, I have no idea. But I promise you that I will give my best."

His lips were pressed into a thin line. It was obvious that he blamed me for what happened to his wife. I could not blame him for that. He was right to blame me. It was my fault. All of it was my fault. Reece's death was my fault. Evelyn's condition was my fault.

"Merick?" I pressed.