[Warning: Mentions of blood and torture]
Alexander pov
I held Alisha's unconscious body in my arms. The world around me seemed to have stopped. I was frozen. I was lost.
I looked at my trembling hand, which was covered with blood. My butterfly's blood. No, no, this can't happen. I cupped her cheek and whispered in a broken voice,
"Alisha, butterfly, open your eyes. Please."
"I beg you, please. Goddammit, wake up." I shouted.
"Butterfly, you can't leave me. You promised you would never leave me. I beg you, please. Don't leave me." My voice was filled with desperation.
Tears fell from my eyes. I feel like my entire world is crumbling. I held her against my chest. I needed to feel her warmth. I needed to know she was alive. I needed to know she would be okay.
