(Lily’s POV).Isaac’s voice filled the hospital hallway, soft yet unwavering, but I kept quiet, not daring to look at him. My heart pounded louder with every word he spoke, as if it were betraying me. Even with the ache in his voice, I refused to respond, letting the silence sit between us.Focus, Lily.I couldn't afford to let Isaac’s words get to me, not now—not when Ayla was still lying behind that hospital door. I needed her to be okay, to wake up and smile like she always did, even when the world around her was dark. But Isaac’s presence pulled me from my thoughts, his words lingering, wrapping around me in a way that made it impossible to ignore him.He stepped closer, his voice more earnest now. “Lily, let me help you. Let me help Ayla.” I could feel his eyes on me, searching for a response, some crack in my wall.I swallowed, gripping my arms tighter. “Ayla is… she’s mine and Mateo’s,” I said, my voice firm, despite the lie that tasted bitter on my tongue. “It will be my bus
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