As the hours passed, the weight of the situation became even heavier. They stayed by his bedside, not wanting to leave, not wanting to miss a moment in case he opened his eyes. But deep down, they both knew that the chances were slim. And that realization crushed them.
The day turned into night, and the brothers remained, watching over their father like silent sentinels. They spoke occasionally, whispering to each other about memories of their childhood, moments when their father had been strong and invincible. But now, the man lying in the bed before them seemed like a shadow of that person.
Ryan found himself praying for the first time in years, begging silently for their father to wake up. He couldn't lose him. Not now. Not like this.
Leo fell asleep in the chair beside the b
