_*]:min-w-0 !gap-3.5" style="border:0px solid">Viktor despairs.

  Raw desperation grips him as he watches Elena's life slipping away. His scientific mind calcutes the diminishing probabilities of her survival with each passing hour, each failed treatment attempt. The cold numbers transte into a crushing emotional weight he can barely endure.

  Guilt consumes him—guilt for not anticipating the viral mutation, for not developing more effective compounds, for not protecting her during the infiltration. His rationality knows these thoughts are illogical, yet they torment him nonetheless.

  Beneath the guilt lies fear—primal and overwhelming. Not the clinical acknowledgment of risk, but the visceral terror of losing the one person who truly understands him, who sees the scientist behind the monster. The prospect of continuing his immortal existence without her intellectual partnership feels unbearably hollow.

  Most devastating is the helplessness. He, who has always found solutions through science and reason, now faces a problem where his considerable knowledge and abilities prove insufficient. The vampire who can bend metal with his hands cannot stop microscopic viral particles from taking her from him.

  In this moment of private anguish, Viktor confronts an emotion he's refused to name since his transformation—one that transcends scientific partnership or intellectual respect. The realization only deepens his despair, for it comes at the moment he stands to lose her forever.

  Author Note - I messed up the chapters earlier so these short chapters is to have the chapters back on track