Georgina's P.O.V
I sat next to the bed Dennis laid on. The white sheet was pulled up underneath his chin, all signs of blood long gone... the gaping wound on his chest was out of sight... I combed back his hair and styled the overgrown hair to one side, allowing my fingers to linger a bit longer on his pale white skin.
I hummed as I busied myself with his hair. Karla sat on the other side of the bed watching me. She was waiting for me to go bat s**t crazy for me to break down and cry for any sign that this was too much for me, but the fact is, if the rogues didn't kill him first, I would have done it.
I wanted him to trust me, to think that I was letting him live just like me made me believe he would protect me the night he took me away from here, but I guess you don't always get what y
