Chapter 311

Luna stared at Karl's unmoving chest, her fingertips trembling as she reached out to check for his breath. Her voice cracked, "Karl, seriously... you're really gonna leave me here all alone?" She hugged his head tightly into her arms, hot tears falling onto his eyelids. Maybe it was her imagination, but she swore she saw his eyelids twitch. Quickly, she laid him flat and bit through the skin on her fingers, letting her blood drip into his mouth and on his wound. But nothing changed. Luna broke down, crying like her heart had been ripped open. She pounded on his chest with all her strength. "Why? Why am I the one who has to deal with this pain? You won't let me die, right? But if I die, Tristan dies too, so why are you making this so hard?" She kept hitting him, not stopping until he coughed. Her tear-streaked face dropped down, and she saw him slowly open his eyes. Her lips curled into a smile, but the tears didn't stop. She'd never cried like this before—it was like she'd emptied a li