"Gav… let me heal you…" Evie said, really panicking this time.
"I'm… fine… Evie…" His voice came out in separate breaths.
"You're not!"
"Well, at least, this body is very fine, trust me." A faint smile curved on his face. Then he brought her palm to his face instead, as his gaze fixed so intently on her face. He stared at her as if he was trying to memorize every contour, every detail of her features as though he was looking at her for the last time. "Evie…" he called her name so gently and with so much longing that Evie did not know why, but her heart had started to ache immensely. She felt as though needles and daggers were being stabbed into her heart continuously as she hears Gavrael's voice calling out to her.
