Chapter 11: Henry's Friends

Ella's Point of view.

My hands trembled as I pressed them against Henry's chest, desperately trying to summon the magic within me to wake him up. I focused all my energy on the image of Henry stirring, his eyes fluttering open as he took a deep breath, but nothing happened.

With a frustrated sigh, I tried another approach. Leaning close to Henry's ear, I whispered soothing words, hoping to coax him out of his unconscious state.

"Henry, please wake up. You're strong, you can fight this." I murmured. "I need you to come back to me. Your friends will come around soon enough, and I cannot let them find me here with an unconscious you."

But Henry remained motionless, his breathing shallow and erratic. A sense of helplessness washed over me as I realized my efforts were futile. I felt a pang of desperation rising within me, driving me to try anything to bring Henry back to consciousness.