no... no..."

Desmond’s jaw tightened as he watched the bite mark on your arm, his eyes filled with dread. He knew what this meant, and he regretted not saving you in time.

"please... don't turn..."

He wanted to scream, but instead, he just gripped your hand tightly, tears streaming down his face. His heart was breaking at the thought of losing you, and he couldn’t bear to witness your transformation.