Time had never crawled like this before.

It dragged on, stretching out like eleven endless years.

Vince stood up and walked over.

He let out a weary sigh.

Timothy had always been ruthless, capable of doing the most unthinkable things to Jessy-but Vince could never bring himself to be that heartless. No matter how

hard he tried, he simply couldn't stop caring about Timothy.

They'd grown up together. Thirty years of friendship.

At last, the doors to the operating room swung open.

The Lawsons immediately crowded around, bombarding the doctors with anxious questions.

Their voices overlapped in a surge of panic and desperation, making the doctors' heads spin.

"Enough! Quiet down!" one of the doctors barked, exasperated. "All this noise isn't helping the patient's recovery!"

Instantly, silence fell. The waiting room felt still, heavy with fear and hope.

At least, no one had said the worst. No one had announced a death.

A doctor stepped forward. "The internal bleeding wasn't fatal. We've managed to take care of it. The real danger was the brain hemorrhage. We performed a craniotomy, and the surgery was a success. But the next seventy-two hours are critical. If there's no further bleeding and the patient regains consciousness after three days, then he'll be out of danger."

They'd managed to snatch him back from the brink.

hung over

he doesn't make it through the

could end up in a permanent vegetative state. For now, he'll be in intensive care, monitored by our best team. When he's brought out, please keep quiet. Go home and prepare anything he'll need for

again, overcome by

for this kind of stress. His heart couldn't take

up to expectations.

a nurse, who hurried over and

felt like everyone's blood pressure had been through the

nurses wheeled Timothy

had been shaved and was now bandaged in layers of white gauze, held in

her mouth, stifling

tears twisted in a

down her fanguish,

but

couldn't make

Naylor nearly fainted again.

this really his

more than

his jaw, eyes

but Herbert caught

hospital bed. Jessica could only the outline of Timothy's body through

nurses holding up IV

the steady beeping of

his voice hoarse, asked, "Do

mind echoed with

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