Chapter 2 - The first thing I remember after seeing his face was the sound of my own heartbeat.
Slow. Uneven. Distant—like it belonged to someone else.
The man on the rope knelt beside me as if the storm, the wind, and the freezing mountain around us had stopped existing entirely. His blue eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made it feel like I was being pulled back from somewhere I wasn’t supposed to return from.
“Emma,” he said again, this time more gently.
May you like
My lips were too numb to respond.
He suddenly turned toward the hovering helicopter and spoke sharply into his radio. I caught broken pieces of his transmission—pregnant, hypothermia, possible fractures, immediate evacuation. His voice was steady and professional, but his hands told a different story.
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Chapter 3 - The Truth Beneath the SilenceRichard stayed frozen in the doorway for several seconds, framed by the dim hallway light behind him. His face had gone pale, and the steady beeping of the hospital monitor beside my bed suddenly felt too loud—like the only thing in the room still telling the truth.
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