The ache behind his eyes pulsed with a rising frustration.

He had never been good at offering comfort, and today, his patience was fraying at the edges.

Still, he gritted his teeth and tried to keep his voice steady.

Stop overthinking.

Nothings certain yet.

Dont give up hope on yourself.

But Lindsays sobs only grew louder as she reached out for his hand.

Matthew, already feeling the urge to withdraw, tried to pull his hand back.

But Lindsays grip tightened, her tears flowing more freely.

Im terrified, Matthew.

Youre all I have left.

Please… you have to help me.

Nearby, Stella stood, a quiet spectator to the scene unfolding before her. A strange heaviness pressed against her chest as she watched.

She knew Lindsay wasnt looking for her support, so she held her tongue, staying in the shadows.

freed his hand

voice grew

such hopeless

to the

I need

protest, but when she caught the hard, unreadable expression on Matthews face, she recoiled slightly, realizing she might have

Her voice faltered.

Okay.

stood and

his gaze

faltered, as if he wanted to speak, but in the end, the silence between them grew thick, and

more to be

the air and clung to her clothes, making her skin

before she could escape the tension in the room, Lindsays voice rang out, sharp as

no shame, do you? Resorting to such

him while hes drunk? Stella didnt want to dignify Lindsay

uttering a word, she turned to

But Lindsay wasnt done.

once more, thick with

make one

be healed, Matthew will never

the world searching for a cure

Clark.

it? The words were like thorns in Stellas chest, but she could take

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