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!”

faces blanching at the sight of Ariana, a tapestry of red. They took her to the emergency room

blood, his entire frame quivering, the chasm of fear unlike any he had

was at this moment that he understood the

of time became a nebulous concept as he waited outside the emergency room, the minutes slipping through his grasp. It wasn’t until the doctor emerged that he snapped back to the

condition. No vital organs were harmed. Are you her husband?

a silent

was transferred to a

her, his mind dwelling on the words she had uttered just before succumbing

so profoundly? Five years had passed, yet she still couldn’t forget

indeterminate amount of time,

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