n completely stolen from the open chest cavity just feet away. The beeping of the

, more to herself than to me. "

owards the door, phon

he chose her petulant lover over a human life. In my

and the door. I put my hand out, not

ce firm. "You are no

with disbelief, then fury.

of a heart transplant. Liam's scraped knee or whatever triv

ng to file a formal complaint. I need to han

Right now, your hands are needed he

ed her face. The mask of the calm, professional sur

oved m

shove wasn't just a push; it was a violent rejection of everythi

voice rising to a shrill pitch. "

ior nurse' s eyes were wide with fear. Dr. Chen, from behi

ut firm. "Dr. Blackwood is right. The patient's potassium

ere locked on me, filled with hate. "This is

g room, leaving a stunned silence in her wake. The door swung shut behind her,

n. But then, a surge of adrenaline sharpened my thoughts. I couldn't

voice tight. "Dr. Chen, keep him stable. Do

t leave too!" th

oor. "We can't do this without a second sur

as empty. I could hear Olivia's muffled voice coming from around the

le. A woman and two young adults. Their faces were etched w

y arm. Her grip was surprisingly st

kwood? How is he? How is my husba

never saw them until the trial. I only saw their grief from across a courtroom. Now, th

" I said, trying to keep my voice ev

er son said, his voice accusatory. "The

k about was the promise I had made to myself. I would not let this family