JACOB ALDEGUIRE'S POV Hours had passed. I didn’t know how many. The world outside the hospital room continued, people moved, time kept ticking—but I was trapped in a haze of guilt, regret, and grief. Eventually, my chest slowly unclenched, and my racing heart began to settle, though the weight in my chest didn’t lift. I forced myself to move. I couldn’t stay collapsed on the floor forever. I had to face her. Somehow. Quietly, I pushed open the door to the room where Elowen lay. The soft hum of the ventilator and the faint beeping of the monitors greeted me, a cruel reminder of how fragile she had been tonight. I approached the bedside cautiously, my footsteps slow, almost reverent. She was sleeping. Peacefully, in a way that made my heart ache. My hands trembled as I reached out and gently took hers in mine. Her skin was still warm, and I could feel the faint pulse of life beneath my fingers. I lowered my lips to the back of her hand, pressing a soft, lingering kiss there. “I
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