UNITED

Dominic sat slumped in a chair next to Evelyn's hospital bed, his eyes red from lack of sleep and worry.

He watched her steady breathing, each rise and fall of her chest a small reassurance that she was still there, still fighting.

The sterile smell of the hospital mixed with the soft hum of medical equipment created an unsettling backdrop to the scene.

Evelyn's father stood on the other side of the bed, his expression somber and tired.

Next to him was Ethan, his face a mix of anger and sorrow. The tension in the room was palpable, especially when Ethan's gaze locked onto Dominic.

Unable to hold it in any longer, Ethan suddenly erupted.

“You jerk! How could you do this to her? How could you hurt her so badly and leave when she needed you the most?”

Dominic flinched at Ethan’s words, his own guilt and regret washing over him. He stood up, facing Ethan but keeping his voice calm.

“Ethan, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I love her. I never wanted to hurt her.”

Ethan’s fist