Josephine was terrified that she had gotten to Raoul too late. 'This is all my fault. If not for me, he would be safe and happy and-' Her thoughts were cut off when she heard a soft moan, and through her tear-blurred eyes she could see his own flutter a bit. He still lived! A smile, though as small as it was, appeared on her lips. He moved a tiny bit, but the pain he was in was very obvious. His skin was dangerously pale, she knew he was weak. "Hang in there my love. Please, stay with me. Do not let go."