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81: Heart monitor

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Aria’s heart pounded erratically in her chest as the rapid, high-pitched beeping of the heart monitor filled the room, signaling a sudden change in her husband’s condition. The sound sent a jolt of fear through her, and her entire body froze. Her fingers, trembling with shock and disbelief, went numb, and the needle she had been holding slipped helplessly from her grasp, clattering onto the cold hospital floor. Tears welled up in her eyes and spilled over, cascading down her cheeks as the monitor let out one final sound—then fell silent. The stillness was deafening.

“Noooooooo! Don’t leave me, Lucien…” she wailed, her voice raw with grief as she threw herself over his lifeless body, wrapping her arms around him tightly. “I already forgive you,” she whispered, her words broken and soaked in sorrow. Her voice trembled as the weight of loss settled in her chest like stone.

But then—just as suddenly as the silence had come—the heart monitor let out a faint, steady beep.

And then another.

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