The stillness of the hospital room shattered in an instant. Machines that had been steadily humming with monotonous rhythm began to beep erratically, their sounds piercing the quiet night. Livia jolted upright, her heart pounding as she stared at Henry’s still form. Had he moved? Or was her exhausted mind playing tricks on her? She could swear that his hand had moved!
The door burst open, and a nurse rushed inside, her expression a mix of bewilderment and concern. “What are you doing here?” the nurse demanded, her eyes darting from Livia to the machines. “What did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything!” Livia stammered, her voice trembling. “I was just sitting here, talking, and then... then he moved his hand, and the machines started making these noises.”
The nurse froze for a moment, her ske
