Side Story 4.94 - No Glow, Still Light

Lily's POV

I didn’t sleep.

I sat curled up beside my brother’s body, arms wrapped around Mr. Bumble, who was looking more like a lump of stuffing than a bear now. His head flopped sideways, and his only remaining eye was scratched. But he was still soft. Still mine.

Although, I would surely annoy Joha later to stitch Mr. Bumble.

But for now, I hugged him. And I watched Joha’s chest rise and fall, slow and steady.

That meant he was alive.

Alive was good.

But I hated how still he was. Joha was never still. Even in sleep, he used to twitch like a dreaming pup—his fingers curling like he was chasing something in a dream.

Now he didn’t move at all. His face was pale. His lashes were wet. I wipe