LOGAN'S POVThe headlights cut through the night, but they barely illuminated the road ahead. Everything felt like a blur—rushed, chaotic, frantic. The only thing clear was the woman beside me, slumped against the seat, her skin ashen, her breathing shallow and ragged.Amaya.No, not her. Not like this.My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white, but it wasn’t enough to still the anxiety clawing at my chest.If I had called the ambulance, it would have taken longer. I'd rather spend less time and drive her myself.In five minutes, I drove into the hospital. I quickly stepped out of my car and carried her inside."An emergency? Here, please," a nurse directed, and I placed Amaya on a bed."Where the heck is the doctor? Are you just going to stay here and watch her die?" I snapped."The doctor is right..."The nurse paused when a man in a white lab coat entered. "I will assess the patient," he said and strode over to Amaya, checking her pulse."You have to l
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