Chapter 72

• The sterile scent of antiseptic hung heavily in the air as the hum of medical equipment provided a steady, disheartening rhythm.
• The days had stretched into weeks, and Ryan remained unresponsive, lying in his hospital bed, trapped in a coma that seemed unbreakable.
• His family had grown accustomed to the routine of monitoring his vitals, hoping for the slightest sign of improvement, but each day their hope was met with silence.