Zac glanced at Justin, still unconscious on the hospital bed, then shifted his gaze to William, who stood beside him, completely unscathed. William gave a small nod, then silently stepped out to stand guard, shutting the hospital room door behind him. Zac let out a dramatic sigh. “It’s pretty serious—‘severe’ concussion. Even if he wakes up, who knows how long it’ll take for him to fully recover? His brain might never be the same again.” He tapped his temple for emphasis, making it sound much worse than it actually was. Helen had just stepped out. Who else could she have called? Besides Haley, there was no one else. She pressed her lips together, tightening her grip on her phone. Her gaze kept flickering toward Justin, sneaking quick glances before she finally turned her back on them. Unlocking her phone, she quickly typed out a message and hit send. Zac only took a brief glance at her actions—then, just as quickly, looked away, pretending not to care. *The
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