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Hospitalized

Author: Ms. Chiamaka
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The hospital room felt smaller, like the walls were closing in, pressing down on Ethan’s chest as he watched Anderson convulse on the bed. The shrill beeping of the heart monitor filled his ears, drowning out everything else. Nurses and doctors shouted, moving quickly, but all Ethan could focus on was Anderson—pale, shaking, slipping away right in front of him.

“They know.”

The words echoed in his mind like a warning, a scream he couldn’t ignore. Lucian was still gripping his arm, holding him back, but Ethan barely felt it. His entire body was tense, his breath coming in short, shallow bursts.

A nurse shoved past them, her voice sharp and urgent. “We need to stabilize him now!”

“BP’s dropping fast!” another called.

“Charging to 200!”

Ethan flinched as the defibrillator paddles pressed against Anderson’s chest.

“Clear!”

Anderson’s body jerked, then slumped.

Ethan’s stomach twisted.

“Again!”

Another jolt. Another lifeless slump.

Panic gripped Ethan so hard his pulse pounded against his
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