CHLOE POV The moment the doctor stepped out of the room after explaining Zoe’s condition, her heart strain, the consequences of the overdose, the kidney issues, the drugs she’s been doing, her mental state, and the terrifying unknown of whether she’d wake up normally again, I felt the air choke me. Gold held my hand, but it didn’t feel like enough. Nothing felt enough. It was as though the floor itself had become unstable, tilting, sliding, pulling me with it into some dark place I couldn’t climb out of. I leaned against the wall outside Zoe’s room, trying to breathe. My face was sore from crying, my eyes swollen, my chest heavy. My baby kicked softly, almost like a reminder that I wasn’t alone—even though I felt unbearably alone. A few minutes later, the sound of hurried footsteps filled the hallway. I didn’t pay attention at first until I heard my name, loud, desperate, familiar. “Chloe!” Before I could turn fully, two strong arms wrapped around me. Jake. The scent of his colog
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