EVA’S POV
In sheer desperation, I screamed, "Louis! Louis, come!" My voice echoed through the house, carrying a tone of urgency. Louis hurried into the room, concern etched on his face. His expression shifted from calm to alarmed as he took in the scene. I continued shaking Lorenzo, my voice cracking with panic. "Please, help him. I don't know what to do."
“What happened?" Louis asked, his eyes widening as he approached Lorenzo.
"I don't know," I choked on my words, tears blurring my vision. "He was fine, and suddenly... this. We need to do something!"
“He’s going to be fine,” Louis said and instantly carried Lorenzo from the bed. “Let’s go to the hospital.”
“Okay,” I said rushing after him. We reached the car, and I took Lorenzo in my hand and sat at the back seat, tears rushing down
