Chapter 11

• Jake****
• The doctor worked tirelessly, but nothing could stop the panic coursing through my veins. I should have been the one to protect her. I should have stopped this before it ever had a chance to start. The sounds of medical equipment filled the air, but they barely registered over the pounding in my head, the gnawing realization that no matter what I did, I was losing her.
• "Jake," Belle’s voice was barely a whisper, but it sliced through the chaos in my mind. I leaned closer, brushing the damp strands of hair from her forehead.