In the sterile, white-walled hospital room, the atmosphere was thick with anxiety. The constant beeping of monitors in the hospital room filled the silence as Isla sat beside Dominic's bed, clutching his hand. His face was pale, his breaths shallow. Sergio stood near the doorway, his expression carefully composed."Isla, you should take a break," Sergio suggested, his voice gentle. "You haven't left his side for hours.""I can't," Isla replied, her voice strained. "I need to be here when he wakes up."Sergio nodded, stepping closer. "I understand. But you need to take care of yourself too."Before Isla could respond, the door swung open and Sierra entered, her face a mask of determination. She glanced at Dominic, then at Isla and Sergio."How is he?" Sierra asked, her voice barely above a whisper."Stable, for now," Isla replied, her eyes never leaving Dominic's face. "But it's still critical."Sierra took a deep breath, her mind racing. She needed to follow her brother's orders, but
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