C32 Her Savior

Octavia's eyes dimmed the moment he called her name. Oh, goodness! She can do this. Of course, she can.

His forehead was looking all sweaty already, his eyes opening and getting closed again. Even a blind man could tell how restless he felt, the pains he was going through.

"Octavia..." He called again.

"What're you doing here?"

His voice sounded like that of a person who was being hypnotized