“It’s a miracle. We almost lost him,” the doctor said, his voice barely above a whisper, as if speaking louder might shatter the delicate thread of Damian’s life that had just been saved.
Luca stood at the foot of the hospital bed, his body tense, his fists clenched. The beeping of the machines filled the room, each one monitoring Damian’s fragile state. Wires were all over his body, tubes connecting him to life-sustaining devices. Damian was pale, almost unrecognizable in the bandages.
Luca’s jaw tightened, a wave of rage coursing through him. He had always prided himself on keeping his emotions in check, but today, he was on the edge.
Damian had come so close to death, and it was more than Luca could bear.
His hand instinctively reached for the gun holstered at his side, and with a
