Jasper and Landon rushed to the hospital with urgency.

Upon reaching Lauren's ward, they were met by a group of medical professionals exiting her ward.

"How is Lauren?" Landon's voice quavered with worry as he grabbed hold of the doctor-in-charge.

"Her body's weak," the doctor replied, wiping sweat from his brow with a worried grimace. "The news was a heavy blow. She went into shock earlier, but oxygen stabilized her. It's her mental state that's concerning."

Landon's heart ached as he entered the ward.

A heart-wrenching scream pierced the air. Javier and Rory struggled to restrain Lauren on the bed. Her frail form, adorned with medical tubes, writhed against their hold.

Her eyes, bloodshot and unfocused, darted wildly as panicked shrieks escaped her lips. Her hands flailed, clawing at the air as if trying to ward off unseen demons.

down! Please!" Rory pleaded, his voice laced with a desperate gentleness as

flushed crimson, his voice cracking with a mixture of fear and

his breath coming in ragged gasps. He reached out, intending

A stinging pain erupted on Landon's cheek, a red handprint blooming against his pale

shock giving way to concern. "Are you alright?" they

flinched, but his focus remained solely on

rasped, his voice thick with emotion. Ignoring the throbbing pain on his face, he sat beside Lauren on the bed. With a resolute gentleness, he scooped her trembling form into his arms, his

color as she continued to cry

Landon whispered, his voice

what else to

spoke the name, her voice

said softly, "Angelina's gone, but I believe she's never truly left us. She'll always be a part of us, here in our

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