Eve I kept pressing his chest, my arms burning, my breath coming in short gasps. Every part of me ached, but I didn’t stop. I kept my mouth over his once more, forcing air into his lungs. Come back. I pressed down again, my hands trembling. Please. The heart monitor slowed, the beeps stretching into long pauses, then a flatline. No. I shook my head, my hands refused to stop. I wouldn't give up yet. I had to keep going, I had to try to save him. Just as the monitor was about to go completely still, there was a beep. Beep. Beep. I jerked my head up, eyes locked on the screen. He was breathing. "He’s stabilizing," the anesthesiologist said, "Vitals are returning to normal." The entire room let out a breath, relieved. If something had gone terribly wrong, they knew they wouldn’t be able to walk out free. I didn’t move. I just stared at the screen, my mind unable to process what had just happened. How? Everything pointed to the fact that he wouldn’t make it. He should h
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