A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Hudson had seemed perfectly fine at first, but just as they reached the hospital entrance, he suddenly swayed and collapsed, completely out of control.

Calliope's heart jumped into her throat. Instinctively, she caught Hudson before he hit the ground, his limp body falling right into her arms.

"Hudson!" she called, panic rising in her voice. She called his name again, already checking his pulse.

Nothing. He was out cold-like someone had just flipped a switch.

Calliope's face went pale. If the tumor had only affected his brain, he shouldn't have gone down like this. Something else had to be going on.

Without hesitating, Calliope started to shift her grip, ready to pick Hudson up and find a wheelchair so she could rush him in for a more thorough checkup.

But as she reached for him, a strong hand landed gently on her shoulder.

"Let me help," came a familiar voice.

Startled, Calliope looked up-and there he was. Silas, with that handsome face she knew so well.

blurted out, shocked. "What are you doing

well, so I dropped by the hospital to

big and broad,

hurried inside and grabbed a wheelchair, and with Silas's help, they got Hudson settled and

explained everything quickly, and the doctor rushed into action, ordering a battery

have done this at

like that," the doctor said, already prepping for scans. "Let's take a

by Calliope's side, giving her space but never leaving her completely alone.

discussing every possibility as they watched Hudson undergo

tense wait, the results came in—and Calliope's

can't be happening," he muttered. "The tumor's invaded

clenched, her expression darkening. Hudson's case had already been complicated, but this changed everything for

wasn't in the last scans, was it?" she asked,

just a month ago. There was no sign of this.