Michael held Evelyn's hand tightly, his heart shattering as he listened to her faint confession of love. Tears welled in his eyes. Never once in her life had Evelyn seen this formidable man shed a tear. The sheer sight of his grief pierced her heart even deeper. Please, don't cry...
Yet she had not a single shred of strength left to speak. She fought with everything inside her to survive; she refused to let anything happen to their children. She had to hold on.
After what felt like an eternity, as Evelyn's consciousness began to slip away entirely, the car screeched to a halt. Michael immediately gathered her up in his arms and sprinted straight into the hospital concourse. Through the hazy darkness, Evelyn caught sight of the familiar, warm surroundings of Vane Private Hospital.
"Silas!" Michael roared like a desperate, wounded lion, his panicked voice echoing down the corridors.
