Lisa’s POV
The room had a different kind of silence, it wasn’t the peaceful kind or the comforting kind either. It was the kind that made every sound feel heavier than it should, footsteps echoed too loudly, machines beeped too steadily. Every passing second stretched itself thin until it became impossible not to notice time moving and sitting beside Ethan’s hospital bed… I noticed every second. The room smelled faintly of antiseptic and cold air conditioning. The light filtered the blinds in soft streaks across the floor, but it did nothing to warm the heaviness pressing against my chest.
I sat in the chair beside his bed with my hands clenched tightly together on my lap… watching him. The sight of him like this still didn’t feel real, it didn’t make sense. Nothing about him had ever fe
