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•Edward POV•Eric stepped forward and grabbed the knob to Vera's ward, pushing it open. The door creaked softly as we walked in. Vera was on the bed, in a similar position to Juliet, only that there weren't as many bandages on her body compared to Juliet.Eric rushed to her side and sat in the small space beside her, his eyes fixed on her face. He was silent, lost in thought. I walked over and sat on the small plush couch in the room, shoving my hands through my hair as I let out a slight breath.This is insane. I couldn’t help but blame myself. I should’ve known. Once James saw the video of Juliet talking about him and his so-called empire, he would do something, something bad. Why did I even agree to the idea of the livestream?“James did this,” Eric said angrily, like he could read my thoughts. He turned towards me. “I knew he’d eventually react to the livestream. But I didn’t think he’d take it this far.” I lifted my head from my palm and looked at him. I didn't know what to say,
•Edward POV•My eyes widened as they fell on Mrs. Ryder. She was standing there in the middle of the hospital lobby, her eyes red and watery, mascara streaked down her cheeks like she'd been crying for hours. She looked nothing like the woman who always wore pride, now she just looked... desperate.I was tempted to ask what she was doing there, but the words wouldn't even form in my mouth.“Edward,” she called out, her voice shaky. “Please, tell me... is Juliet okay? Did she really get into an accident?” Her sniffles came with every breath.I blinked, still in shock. Of all people, she was the last person I expected to see. I rolled my eyes and turned away from her, walking back toward the receptionist and placing my hand on the counter. I didn’t say a word, just acted like she wasn’t even there.The receptionist gave me a look full of sympathy and opened her mouth to speak, but Mrs. Ryder cut in, loud and sharp.“Don’t you dare ignore me like that, Edward!” she snapped, loud enough f
•Edward POV•“Daddy, where is Mommy?”Jace’s voice rang in my ear, pulling me out of sleep. My eyes opened slowly, and I found him sitting beside me on the bed, his small hand resting on my chest.I reached for him and tried to pull him close, wanting him to lay on my chest, but he didn’t budge. His eyes were already full of tears as he looked around the room, confused and scared.I sighed, brushing a hand over my face, then ran my fingers gently through his hair and down to his cheek. His skin was warm and soft. The thought of telling him what had happened felt like a stone crushing my chest.“Hey, buddy, don’t cry,” I whispered, wiping his tears with the palm of my hand. His little sniffles broke the silence.“Where is Mommy?” he asked again, his blue eyes locked on mine, searching for an answer I didn’t want to give.I looked away for a moment, gathering the strength to speak. Then I looked back at him. “Jace… your mom’s not here right now,” I said softly. “She’s at the hospital.”H
•Edward POV•"Mr. Miles, we need to go home now," Eric said when he got to where I was. "There's no way we can see them today. The doctor suggested we go home and come back tomorrow."I shook my head, planting my hand on my waist. "No, Eric. I can't leave the hospital until I see Juliet. You can go without me. I'll wait here until she wakes up from the coma. I won't leave without seeing her."Eric sighed and shoved his hand through his hair. "I understand how you're feeling, Mr. Miles. But you have to go home to Jace. We’ll come tomorrow to see them."When he mentioned Jace, I looked at him, then glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already the middle of the night. A wave of pain swept through me as I wondered how Jace must be feeling, knowing we hadn’t come back yet.I looked at the elevator doors once more, hoping they'd open and a nurse would come tell me Juliet was awake… but nothing happened. Just silence. I looked back at Eric, who mirrored my expression, tired and sad.With
•Edward POV•My heart hammered against my ribcage as Eric’s words echoed in my head. It was almost like I was losing my mind, my head spinning, my chest tightening, and fear crawling into me that I couldn’t shake. It felt like the world was folding in.Eric’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he swerved through traffic, speeding like his life depended on it. He almost hit a man crossing the street, who yelled after us, but I couldn’t even blink.I sat frozen, fists clenched, mind racing.I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want to let my brain put pictures to the words I’d just heard. All I knew was, I needed to see Juliet. Nothing else mattered."I knew it," Eric muttered, anger laced into every word. "That bastard was going to try something. I swear, on my life, I’ll put him behind bars."“James,” I growled through my teeth, the name alone burning my throat. I wanted to curse, scream, do anything, but my mouth wouldn’t form the words. The images in my head were too dark.
•Edward POV•The car slowed to a stop in front of a towering skyscraper, sleek and bold in its design. Its glass panels shimmered under the morning sun, reflecting the sky like a mirror. The name Echo Eleven was spelled out in polished silver at the top, catching the light and standing tall like a crown over the city. The building had a silent kind of power, clean lines, modern edges, and a kind of calm confidence that said everything important happened inside.From the window, I could see it better. The pictures I saw online hadn’t done it justice. It looked even more royal up close, like something built for people who never heard the word ‘no’. It made you straighten your back just standing near it.Eric pulled into the driveway and parked. He stepped out first, phone already pressed to his ear. I followed, stepping into the soft morning breeze that kissed my face and cleared my thoughts a little. I walked to meet him, hands tucked in my pockets, eyes scanning the building again as