Chapter 34

• Nathan's eyes were fixed on Anna's frail form, her pale skin a stark contrast to the vibrant girl she once was. It has been eleven hours since her surgery ended and everything was just dark in his head. He sat beside her hospital bed, consumed by a hailstorm of emotions - pain, worry, and helplessness. He reached out a hand to tuck Anna’s unconscious hand under the duvet but instead held it, wrapping her hand in his.
• “I really need you to wake up, Anna. I-I may never forgive myself if you don’t…”
• The shrill screech of the door opening pierced the air, making Nathan's head snap towards the sound, but he refused to look up, knowing exactly who had walked in. The soft thud of her feet dragging across the floor echoed through the room, her heels clicking out a mournful rhythm like as she approached him.