I can't do without you
Troy’s POV
My mind was a storm, spinning faster than my feet as I paced the hospital hallway. The sharp sting of disinfectant burned my nose, a smell I usually hated enough to drive me outside. But not today. Today, I didn’t care. I needed to stay close to Daphne, as close as I could get without barging into her room. The thought of her lying there, hooked up to machines, kept me rooted to this place I hated.
She had been a wreck when I found her.
Her small, almost lifeless body crumpled on that cold floor, her chest barely moving with faint breaths. The memory ate at me, refusing to let me go. The doctor’s words echoed in my head:
“You got her here just in time. Another minute, and she might not have made it.”
My stomach churned. I couldn’t even think about
