Chapter 180

Giselle had no idea how long it had been until she noticed Donovan's heartbeat growing faint. Although he was slumped against the wall, he was still holding her close. At some point, he had even taken off his shirt and wrapped it around her. His warmth was the only reason she hadn't blacked out yet, though she could barely move. When she looked up, his eyes were shut, and his breathing was shallow. Frost had settled on his handsome features. He was so still that he resembled a statue. "Donovan?" Giselle called out meekly. She tried to shake him, but she had no strength. She began to panic, calling out to him anxiously, "Donovan, wake up! Don't fall asleep! Can you hear me? Donovan, wake up!" She called out repeatedly but received no response from him. His arms loosened, and his heartbeat was barely there. A wave of despair crashed over her. "Don't die," she sobbed with tears streaming down her face. She reached out to touch his chin with trembling fingers. "Please don't die… I'