Hermosa pov

Hey. I nudged his head a little bit. “Wake up.” I whispered softly, but his eyes remained shut. Hey. I shook him a bit harder, my heart hammering furiously through my ribs. “You are scaring me.” There was no response, almost as if he was dead.

“Don’t do this to me.” I cupped his face in my palm. “Please wake up…” I stared at him with panic, wondering if he was dead already.

A bubble of anguish flooded my body. I broke down, sobbing quietly.

“I’m ...