Alec entered a serene and quiet room, where gentle curtains gracefully adorned the windows. The air inside was icy, with a delicate layer of frost casting an ethereal glow.
His gaze wandered, until it settled upon the majestic bed, positioned at the room's center. Alec walked up to the bed and stood in front of it, his gaze fixed on the peaceful figure lying there, half-covered by a flowing fabric.
Overwhelmed with emotion, he dropped to his knees, unable to contain the words that escaped his lips.
"If only you were awake would everything have been better?"
Alec couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he wiped the tears that had welled up in his eyes.
Kyle's eyes were tightly shut, as if he was lost in a dream world. His skin appeared even paler, and a delicate layer of frost covered his body, softly shimmering in the dim light of the room.