The silence of the wards was loud enough to deafen Genevieve, She turned restlessly on the uncomfortable hospital two inch bed in agony. Sweet trailed down her forehead as her eyes broke open leaving her gasping for breath.
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I glanced at the far end of the room where my princess laid with her arm above her head, a smile coiled up my lips just watching her sleep peacefully.
I pressed my back against the bed iron frame, reminiscing about all that could have gone wrong while my angel was fighting a battle that I should have been there to help her, I should have been there to save her from the clutches of her sister.
"Gen…" I instantly rose from my previous spot with my eyes fixed on her. "Gen." I watched her stutter in her sleep.
She looked troubled, her weak arms moved quickly in her sleep, I glanced back at the mechins I had to be connected to and the drip that was injected into my vein.