He barely had time to react before the wooden beam crashed down, striking him squarely on the head.

He crumpled to the ground, blood welling from his forehead—at first a trickle, then a steady stream, as if a spring had burst open.

Jessica's vision blurred, everything tinted crimson.

In that split second, Herbert understood why Timothy had swerved his bike into theirs.

He'd done it to save them.

Herbert scrambled to his feet and pulled Jessica up, quickly moving toward Timothy.

But Timothy, struggling, turned his head to look at Jessica.

His eyelids drooped, heavy with the effort, but he forced them open, refusing to

look away.

"Timothy, are you alright? I'm calling an ambulance right now."

Herbert crouched beside him, worry etched across his face as he fumbled for his phone and dialed emergency services.

Suddenly, Timothy's chest heaved, his whole body trembling. He pressed his lips together, but blood still seeped from the corner of his mouth.

breathe, his mouth filling with blood until he had to let it spill out.

She staggered to him, her legs unsteady, collapsing at

"Warmth "

but he was too weak to move. All he could do was stretch out his hand,

touched, his eyelids fluttered shut and his head lolled to the

"Timothy, Timothy..."

trembling. "Timothy, wake up! Don't fall asleep, do you hear

Your son is still sick. Don't think you can use this as an

"Timothy..."

clung to his

again and again, but

see the panic and fear etched deep on Jessica's

He felt it too.

all his anger at Timothy and everything he'd done to Jessica, Herbert couldn't just stand by, not after

don't worry. She'll be okay," Herbert said

pulled off her scarf and pressed it against the gash on

the scarf soaked through almost instantly,

lost

pounded in

he'd

hadn't evemet everything else. She was

this,

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