CHAPTER 11AVAThe rhythmic beep-beep-beep of the heart monitor was the only sound in the VIP suite, a stark contrast to the chaos of the last few hours. I sat by the edge of the bed, my fingers interlaced with Mom’s frail, cool hand. I leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles."You’re going to be okay, Mom," I whispered, though my voice cracked. "I’m doing this, okay? I’m playing this game just for you. All you have to do is just… stay with me."The terror I had felt in the ambulance…the sight of her struggling for air, had carved something hollow into my chest. I realized then that my pride, my hatred for the headlines, and my obsession with being "independent" were luxuries I couldn't afford. If Liam Hayes was the only thing standing between my mother and a hospital bed, then I would stand by him until the contract ended. I’d take the threats, the glares, and the toxic noise. Anything to keep her safe.Hannah was sitting on the sofa, her eyes puffy but watchful. "Hanna
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