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Ifbeing the operative word; he’s frank about that as well.
As Mateo already told me, the chances are almost zero for the blood and tissue types to match… it would take a miracle. But I’m banking on it, because I will move heaven and earth and, if necessary, hell to save her life.
So, I give him a new task, one that raises his eyebrows, but he doesn’t dare ask questions. Even in my debilitated state, he fears me and the power I still yield, and I milk it for all it’s worth.
After Romolo leaves, I let my body sink into the mattress; the plan forming in my mind, making me feel less helpless. To be confined to this bed, knowing my body is failing me… it’s the worst kind of torture, especially with Ella being only a room away.
Though my body is weak and my strength is draining from me more and more, I will hold on… for Ella’s sake.
Before I close my eyes, I pray… I pray for a miracle.
I fall into a restless sleep, dark dreams clouding my vision.
Sweat is running down my face, my body drenched. I’m running, running, running. But from what?
Behind me is only darkness. It’s throwing a lasso at me, a mouth like a piranha’s snaps, trying to guzzle me up…. But the mouth, it’s the mouth of darkness. I’m running, running, running. I’m getting away. Relief, but then the darkness turns into a black hole, sucking everything near and far into it.
I resurface in a whirlpool of laughter, slithering down a water slide, right into Papa’s arms. More laughter. Enzo and Mama are there in Neptune’s pond. I’m six or seven and we’re all splashing happily. Papa throws me into the air, Neptune catches me and rises to his full gigantic size. With his trident, he’s pointing into the far distance where the sun is about to set… or is it about to rise? I don’t know.
I wait to see what happens. Ella’s face appears in the sky. She’s so beautiful… ethereal. But it’s dark now. So so dark. She fades away as daylight breaks through the clouds, but they’re taking on a life of their own, descending on me, crushing me with their weight. I struggle to breathe.
A lion roars in the distance, scaring the clouds away, and doves scatter into the sky. I’m still in Neptune’s pond; it’s warm and inviting. A black swan swims towards me… I know it, I’ve seen it before. It lifts its foot out of the water; the webbing glistening like sparkling diamonds in the early morning light. I stare at its palmate—I’m not afraid.
“Tiero.” Someone is calling me. It’s Ella. Suddenly, the water begins to whirl as if someone removed the plug, and I rush down the watery slide… straight into Ella’s open arms.
That’s when I wake up, my eyes flying open to see my angel sitting beside me, holding my hand.
“Tiero,” she whispers with a watery smile.
The strange dream is immediately forgotten as her warmth seeps into me. She’s the best sight to wake up to.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed?” I ask her. Wishing she was in bed with me, cuddling close.
“Yes, but I wanted to be here with you,” she says so quietly I have to strain my ears.
“Aiden, didn’t stop you?”
“He knows it would be futile. But we compromised. I’m wearing the monitors again, and I have my panic button handy, should I need it.” She lifts her arm to show me the oversized, watch-like device on her wrist and points to her chest where I can see the outline of electrodes through her shirt.
“I don’t like that you risked your life to come here, princess.” Yet, I’m so glad she did.
“You would have done the same for me. You’re part of my soul, just like Aiden is. I’d do anything for either of you,” she whispers, the weight of her words settling over me.
“So would I,” I tell her. It’s at this moment Doctor Romolo appears in the doorway with a bunch of papers in hand. I look at him questioningly, and he only gives me a confirmative nod.
Wow.
I close my eyes and marvel at all the coincidences that have occurred all throughout my life. Why am I surprised now? Perhaps everything was leading to this point.
The idea sprouted hours ago, taking root in my mind, my heart, my soul. And I know deep down inside, it is what’s meant to happen. I gave her up thinking I couldn’t give her the life she wants… the life that she needs to be happy, but I can.
“Angel,” I say, waiting until her eyes connect with mine. They’re tired and weary, but full of love. “I want you to have my heart.”
“What?” Ella looks confused.
“My blood type… it’s B negative too.”
Her mouth falls open; she wants to say something but nothing comes out.
