Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper and Landon rushed to the hospital with urgency.

Upon reaching Lauren's ward, they were met by a group of medical professionals exiting her ward.

"How is Lauren?" Landon's voice quavered with worry as he grabbed hold of the doctor-in-charge.

"Her body's weak," the doctor replied, wiping sweat from his brow with a worried grimace. "The news was a heavy blow. She went into shock earlier, but oxygen stabilized her. It's her mental state that's concerning.”

Landon's heart ached as he entered the ward.

A heart-wrenching scream pierced the air. Javier and Rory struggled to restrain Lauren on the bed. Her frail form, adorned with medical tubes, writhed against their hold.

escaped her lips. Her hands flailed, clawing at the air

down! Please!" Rory pleaded, his voice laced with a desperate gentleness as he gently restrained

helplessness. Landon rushed to the bedside, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He reached out, intending to offer comfort,

a moment of uncontrollable frenzy, had lashed out. A stinging pain erupted on Landon's cheek, a red handprint blooming

froze, their initial shock giving way

remained

sat beside Lauren on the bed. With a resolute gentleness, he scooped her trembling form into his arms, his embrace a firm and unwavering

trembling with emotion as he tried to comfort her. He didn't know what else

welled in her eyes as she spoke the name, her voice a fragile child's attempt at

never truly left us. She'll always be a part of us,