CHAPTER 37: Her amnesia His ibrat

THIRD PERSON POV:

The gloomy and blueish shade of the reciprocated the feelings of the pouring rain. The thunder was rumbling while the wind howled its objection.

Jaxon's brain was frozen. He could not believe what was happening. More like he could not accept the melancholic truth. He was bought back to reality when a bunch of people dressed in white was taking the pale out of the bed.

Hurrying over to them, he snatched away the body from their hands as he put his hands defensively around it. To them, it was just a part of their job carrying away the gone. But for Jaxon, he felt someone had dug their hands through his bare flesh and snatched his soul away.

"N-No you can't take her! S-She is still here," He said

He put his hands around her body as his fingers tangled into her hair. Her head was placed right near his heart. He was breathing heavily as he clutched onto the figure in his e