Chapter 29

• Isadora's pov
• As Matamoros and I arrived at the hospital, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on my shoulders. My body ached, my legs felt like jelly, and every step was a struggle, but despite my own pains, I had to be there for Eamon.
• The hospital felt like a whirlwind of chaos. Doctors and nurses rushed past us, their faces etched with worry and confusion. I clung to Matamoros for support as we navigated the maze of corridors, my heart pounding in my chest.