Damien's POV;

I stared at her unconscious form, laid on the bed in her teenage bedroom.

The way my heart raced in fear of losing her when she fell unconscious was unlike something I had ever felt before. I instantly regretted her having to find out everything, but then again, we couldn't hide it forever.

I stared at the IV fluid connected to her arm as it dripped slowly. I had called the doctor as soon as she fainted and he made us promise to not stress her out after this.

"What a way to end the year." I muttered under my breath, even as I grimaced after a headache...