I stepped closer. I called her name, but she didn't move. It made me frightened, so I checked her pulse and watched her till I saw that she was breathing. That's calmed me down. I couldn't believe that someone was able to sleep that deep. The few times I slept with her she always moved a lot, and I could wake her up with a small movement.
But now, even if I called her and checked her pulse on her wrist, there wasn't a single movement. I left her room and gently closed the door behind me. I went back to my room. I sat on my bed and shortly I slipped down on the floor. I held my head and closed my eyes. My mixed feelings killed me. I had to hold on. I had to be strong. I decided I needed some help to do that, so I didn't hesitate.
I've done what always could calm me down, and get my devil
