I was shivering for many reasons, the barren air of the hospital hallway clung to my skin, every breath feeling heavy as I waited outside the emergency room. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, creating a harsh, unforgiving light on the white walls and tiled floors. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat echoing like a drum, reminding me of the events that had unfolded just moments ago.
Fin had done the unthinkable. He had stabbed Leon, whose life was in danger.
The sound of rushing footsteps approached, and I looked up to see a doctor, her face tense and serious, approaching me. She was still wearing her scrubs, a faint stain of blood on her gloves – a complete reminder of the reality I was facing.
"Are you his family?" she asked, her voice firm but kind.
"I'm... I'm his—" I stam
