Alastair carefully laid Samantha on his bed, his eyes filled with worry and panic. Not once had she moved or responded to his cries of despair and as time passed, her breathing was only slowing down. Her body had turned completely cold and blue, and Alastair could not stop the fear from engulfing her. It was the fear of losing her forever, the fear of not having to see her captivating green eyes, the terror of not being able to see her smile.
Just the thought of losing Samantha made Alastair crazy and he clenched his fists tight in helplessness. Never had he felt this useless before and he did not know how to salvage the situation. He kept rubbing her feet and hands, providing her the warmth she needed while allowing Kirill who was going mad to speak to him.
