Anna’s POVSomething was beeping.Soft. Steady. Annoying.The sound pulled me from a place that felt too dark, too cold to be sleep. My eyelids fluttered open, heavy like lead. The world above me swam… white ceiling, dull lights, the faint hum of machines. My chest rose with effort, each breath scraping my throat. The air smelled sterile… antiseptic and faintly metallic, like blood that had long dried.For a moment, I couldn’t remember who I was or why I was here.Then, as my vision steadied, I saw him.Alex.He was slumped in the chair beside my bed, head tilted forward, his fingers curled tightly around mine like a lifeline. His hair was a mess… tousled in every direction. His face pale. Eyes swollen from sleeplessness. He looked like he hadn’t moved in hours.Something inside me ached just watching him.I wanted to reach out, to brush the hair from his forehead, but my arm felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. So I just watched him breathe… slow, uneven. My Alex. My husband. My anchor i
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