Chapter 272. The Pain

Ellie's POV

"Ellie! Maybe you want to at least get some fresh air outside, even for a minute." Rose says as they stand across me on the other side of Damian's bed.

Breathe some fresh air. What good will that do to my despondent soul? It's been more than twelve hours since we came to this hospital, and Damian hasn't woken up yet. If I am still able to breathe, it's because I am doing it for both of us. The bullet in his belly hit him really badly. Fortunately, no vital organs were damaged. But he lost lots of blood; that's why he is undergoing a transfusion right now. How can I crave a fresh breath of air when he is like this?

"I am okay, Rose. I don't have the energy to leave his side until he wakes up." I say, nuzzling his hand.

"But, Bestie, can we at least get you something? You need to at least eat something, please." Sherry pleads.

"Until he is up and able to eat, I am full," I respond.

"Come on, Ellie! You know Damian wouldn