Ethan sat beside Aubrey's hospital bed, his eyes fixed on her pale face. He had been there for hours, refusing to leave her side even when the doctor told him that she had just gone into shock and would only be kept at the hospital for observation.
The doctor's words had been a relief, but Ethan couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and responsibility that had settled in his chest. He kept thinking about what had happened, about how Aubrey had collapsed in his arms.
As he sat there, lost in his thoughts, the door to Aubrey's room burst open, and two women walked in. They were Aubrey's friends, Danielle and Tiffany, and they looked like they had been crying.
Their eyes landed on Ethan, and their expressions turned cold and accusatory. "What happened?" Danielle demanded, her voice tremb
