Jackson POV I sit with Carrie in my arms, praying for a miracle. She had exhausted her body, and I knew she desperately wanted to know she had helped in some way. I watched her face as the pain started to subside. I could see the tension ease as she relaxed further into my body. I sat in the silence listening to the machines attached to Christian continue their steady beep. I heard a tap on the door. Unfortunately, it was loud enough to cause Carrie to stir. I looked over and saw Christian’s parents walk in. “Anything?” they ask anxiously. Shaking my head, “Nothing yet,” I respond as Carrie sits up looking at Christian disappointed, he was not awake. “I had hoped he would open his eyes by now,” she admits softly. “You did everything you could. For now, let’s get you home so you can rest,” I say to her. She looks up at me and smiles, “That sounds good. First, I want to stop and see Jessica,” she says. I nod, knowing she would not have lef
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