Jared's POV.
The tension in the room became too much for me to bear, so I decided to step out of the ward, hoping to find some relief from the overwhelming emotions that were threatening to suffocate me.
However, no matter where I paced, the worry and guilt followed me like a shadow.
I couldn't stop thinking about Sarah, hoping against hope that she would be alright, that she would find the strength to survive the injury I had unknowingly caused.
My heart hammered in my chest, and despite my efforts to calm myself, the anxiety persisted.
The sound of the door creaking open drew my attention, and I turned to see the doctor coming out from the room.
Without hesitation, I rushed toward him, my eyes locked onto his for any sign of hope or answers.
"Doc?" I called out, my voice fille
