2 weeks later
Blake's POV
I was sitting beside Brielle as she slept peacefully. It's been a very rough fortnight. Ever since that night, everything has been bleak. As the days go by without any change from her, I get scared. The baby is fine, but Brielle won't wake up. I am afraid that she might stay in such a state for a long time. What of our child? She might not get to see the baby be born. I was at a dead end with what to do. I blame myself. I should have tried with my all to stop her from performing that darned ceremony. It almost cost her life.
For all those days, I refused to leave her side. Anything could happen, and I don't want to be away. I stayed in the room all day and had my meals sent there. I made sure that it didn't get suffocating. I opened the windows during the day and let fresh air come in during the day. I handled everything she needed, and I wasn't comfortable letting other people do it.
I always made sure to talk to her hoping that she could hear me and hang on to my voice. Her baby bump was also a little visible. The doctor keeps having regular check-ups and every time, everything is the same. Nothing has changed.
I talked to her every day about everything. My only hope was that she would listen to my voice and hang on to it. I was trying my best to keep it together. I couldn't fall apart at that moment. I have to stay strong for Brielle and our little one.
I got up to go take a shower. I couldn't slack off. No matter how hard it got to even do anything, I made sure to keep clean. I don't want her to wake up in a stinking room. Once I was done, I was back by her side.
I had to tell her family about everything, but I left our pregnancy part out. I didn't know how to bring it up to them. I feel like she should get to break it to them herself. Or maybe I was just too cowardly. I couldn't add more to their disappointment. Her mother insisted on coming whenever she could as I couldn't deny her that request. She is her mother and could have taken her away if she wanted, but she didn't. I was more than grateful for that.
There was a knock on the door. Morgan came inside with a tray of food.
" Your mother sent me to check on you. She asked if he could join everyone downstairs. It's been a while since you came out of this room."
I understand everyone's concerns, but I actually don't want to leave.
I sighed in exhaustion. Maybe I shouldn't be so stubborn. I'm not the only person affected by this. I know I have been acting selfishly, but I couldn't help it. Maybe I can go out for a few minutes. I'm sure nothing bad will happen.
" Okay, fine. I'll come down once I'm done. You can go back," I said, dismissing her. I quickly gobbled up the food. I didn't really have an appetite. I just eat so that I can be nourished and not have health problems. I need to be in good health.
Brielle's POV
It's so dark. How do I manage to end up in the same place all the time? I don't know what's going on. All I remember is that I went out after performing that ritual. Don't tell me... I'm dead?! No it can't be. The spell was too powerful, but I was sure my body could take it. I can't die. My baby. What happened to my child? What is going on?
I was having a panic attack and this shroud of darkness was not making things easy. I don't care about myself, but I can't let my baby die again. I will never forgive myself if that is the truth. I started crying. I was too stubborn. I pushed myself, but if it came at the cost of my child, then it was all useless. I wanted to do everything so that we were all safe, but it feels like I've just ruined things for myself.
" Your tears are too precious to be shed." An unknown voice said in the darkness. I stopped crying and frantically tried to locate the voice. Is it the voice of the Grimm reaper? It sounded a little familiar.
" Who are you? Help me, please," I called out in desperation and a glimmer of hope.
" I am indeed here to help you, my dear."
The person speaking hadn't shown their face yet.
I wiped my tears and became alert.
" Who are you? Show yourself!"
" You forgot me so quickly? I'm so hurt."
I was confused. What is this person talking about? How do I know them?
All of a sudden, a fame appeared, lighting up the darkness. With the flame, he appeared. That demon that helped us at Kyra's place. Kael.
" Y-You? What are you doing here? Did you do that?"
He flashed a sinister smile making a shiver run down my spine.
" Nice to see you again, love."
I gulped in fear. Earlier I was confident because I was not alone, but now, I'm completely alone and t his mercy.
Is this it? Has he come to collect my soul?