Saint:
I don't think I'll even become accustom to this place. My heart pounded painfully against my chest as I walked through the stark, sterile halls of the hospital. The harsh lighting overhead cast everything in a surreal glow, amplifying the dread coiling tightly within me. The nurses offered sympathetic smiles, but I barely saw them. My focus was locked solely on the room at the end of the hallway—the room where Shay lay silent and still.
Entering the room, I paused, momentarily frozen by the sight before me. Shay looked so fragile, her skin pale against the white sheets, tubes and monitors surrounding her, each one a stark reminder of the nightmare we were trapped in. My throat tightened painfully as I moved to her side, sinking down into the chair that had become my second home th
