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Chapter 120: Robbed off our hope and joy

Author: Grace Grandi
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Chapter 120: Robbed off our hope and joy

**Bryan’s POV**

My world had become a blur of sirens, white lights, and rushing feet.

“Move…get her inside, now!”

The command tore through the night, but I barely heard it over the roar of my own heartbeat. My voice cracked as I stumbled through the sliding emergency ward doors, Christiana’s limp body cradled against me. She felt impossibly light, terrifyingly fragile, as though one wrong step might shatter her completely.

“Help! Somebody help her!” My throat burned, every word raw and jagged.

Nurses rushed forward in a wave of scrubs and urgency, their arms outstretched. Voices overlapped, sharp, precise, each one laced with a kind of controlled panic that only heightened mine.

“She’s unconscious.”

“BP is dropping.”

“Start a line, move, move!”

“Get her to trauma, stat!”

I tried to hold on to her, to fight them, because letting go felt like losing her all over again. But their hands were everywhere, prying, steadying, guiding her ont
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