(William’s POV)
In my lifetime, I’ve witnessed more than most. I’ve seen fights erupt, heard gunshots echo through crowded streets, and watched people bleed out in real time.
I’ve held dying men in my arms, felt their final breaths against my skin. I’ve heard the sickening crunch of bones under pressure, and seen raw fear etched into the faces of strangers.
But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared me for the moment Angela’s eyes suddenly went blank. One second she was talking, insisting she was fine… the next, she was gone.
Her words slowed. Her eyes drifted, like they no longer recognized where she was. Then the monitor beside her began to beep in a loud, fast, and frantic manner.
The nurses responded almost instantly, filling the room with swift, precise, practiced movements. “Bloo
