Jason’s POV
“Emily... Emily, Emily,” I murmured, my voice hoarse, as I jolted back to consciousness. My eyes flew open, but I was blinded by the bright light flooding the hospital room, leaving me disoriented and confused. Panic gripped me as I struggled to make sense of my surroundings.
“Hi, you’re awake, that’s good,” Lucas’s voice broke through the haze, and I quickly shifted my gaze to him.
“Emily, Emily, where the hell is Emily?” I blurted out, my voice tinged with desperation, but Lucas just chuckled, his calm demeanour contrasting sharply with my frantic state.
“You wake up, and she’s the first person you care about to see,” Lucas chuckled, though his smile didn’t reach his eyes.
“Cut the crap, and just tell me if she’s okay, tell me the shooter didn’t get her,” I pleaded, my
