Wizard and a Witch

ANNETTE'S POV

"No.." 

Michael breathed out and then turned away, it's understandable that he couldn't stand to listen to any more of what we had to say.

"Michael," Ethan called out to him.

"You– are lying!" Michael said, dashing to where Ethan and I stood. 

"He is not," Saruman said, 

"She will not die. She must not die." Michael said in a warning tone to Ethan.

"It is not in my power–" Ethan tried to speak.

–" make it." Michael ordered.

"I know how you feel, how this feels but you must keep your head in the game!" Ethan yelled at him.

"Remember, if this goes well, you could make this your petition." He added, 

Slowly, I watched Michael's pulse relax. He must really love her.

–––

"So what do we do now?" I asked as we sat quietly in the living room. 

"We wait," Saruman replied.

"Wait? In this – atmosphere?" I inquired.

"What do you mean now?" Michael asked me.