Holden found himself momentarily taken aback, realizing that in her delirium, Ariana had mistaken him for her deceased husband.

However, Ariana had lost consciousness by this point, her body covered in blood. A deep crimson hue filled Holden’s eyes, and in that instant, he experienced an unprecedented fear. He hadn’t even noticed that his own hands were trembling.

“Ariana? Ariana!” Holden’s voice, tinged with both fear and distress, pierced the air.

In a swift motion, Holden cradled Ariana, rushing her into the waiting car, heading towards the hospital at breakneck speed.

Upon their arrival at Mercy Hospital, Holden, still gripped by panic, dashed inside. Holding Ariana close, he called desperately, “Doctor!

Doctor!”

rallied, their faces blanching at the sight of Ariana, a tapestry of red.

stood rooted in place, his hands stained with Ariana’s blood, his entire frame quivering, the chasm

this moment that he understood

time became a nebulous concept as he waited outside the emergency room, the minutes slipping

patient is not in critical condition. No vital organs were harmed. Are you her

words brought a wash of relief to Holden. He hesitated momentarily before accepting the role, a silent acknowledgment of their connection. He absorbed the doctor’s

transferred to a ward, her consciousness yet

mind dwelling on the words she had uttered

her late husband so profoundly? Five years had passed, yet she still

indeterminate amount of time, Ariana slowly regained

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