***LIAM’S POV***
Camilla lay on the hospital bed, her face pale and her breathing ragged. Tubes and wires snake around her, connecting her to the machines that monitor her every heartbeat and breath.
I look at the monitor, the lines zigzagging erratically, suddenly she starts to cough violently and blood sprays from her lips. Panic claws at my chest, my heart racing even faster. "Camilla!" I cry out.
The room suddenly seems to explode with activity as doctors and nurses rush in. They move fast trying to stabilize her.
Lucas grips my hand firm and we watch in helpless silence. The minutes pass like hours, and finally the monitors begin to stabilize. Camilla's breathing steadies, her body relaxing as the bleeding subsides.
The doctor steps back, his faces tense but relieved. He turn
