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The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting shadows across Lily's face that made her look even more fragile than she already was. Two days. Forty-eight hours of sitting in this chair, holding her hand, willing her to open her eyes.
Nothing.
*She's too still,* Lucas whined in my mind. *Even her scent is... fading.*
"Don't." I squeezed Lily's fingers gently, searching for any sign of response. "Don't say that."
But Lucas was right. The vibrant warmth that had drawn me to her was dimming, like a candle slowly burning out. Dr. Reeves had checked her vitals three times yesterday her blood pressure was stable, and her heart rate was steady, but something deeper was wrong.
Something I couldn't fix by just willing it to be better.
"Any change?" Marcus's voice from the doorw
