The heart rate monitor gradually flattened into a long, endless straight line. The steady beep became one continuous tone that filled the room.Daniel doubled over, his forehead touching his knees. William reached out and gripped the bed rail so hard his knuckles turned white.The nurse stepped forward, checked the monitors, and quietly noted the time of death: 2:17 AM.I gently placed Matthew's hand back on the bed and stood up. I straightened my jacket, brushed a strand of hair from my face."I'll give you some time," the nurse said softly, stepping out of the room.For a moment, nobody moved. Then Daniel looked up at me, his face raw with grief."He never stopped regretting what happened," he said hoarsely. "None of us did."I nodded once, acknowledging his words without accepting or rejecting them."Would you like a moment alone with him?" William asked, his voice barely audible."No," I said. "I've said what I needed to say."I walked to the door, paused, and looked back at Matthe
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