Chapter 218 The Space Between

Katelyn’s POV The siren in the ambulance was a low, rising wail that seemed to press against my ears. I sat on the narrow bench, knees pulled close, one hand gripping the cold metal railing. Across from me, Gray lay on the stretcher, eyes half open, his breathing shallow but even. “Keep talking to him,” the paramedic said gently, adjusting the IV line without lifting his eyes from his work. I leaned closer until my knee brushed the edge of the stretcher. “You’re going to be fine,” I murmured, willing my voice to sound steady. Gray’s lips twitched, almost forming a smile, but it faded as quickly as it came. “You sound like you’re not sure,” he whispered, his breath shallow. My throat tightened. I couldn’t bring myself to answer not when my gaze kept slipping to the compress pressed against his side. The edges were already tinged with red, the stain spreading slowly. The metallic scent of blood mixed with the sterile tang of antiseptic in the air, stung my nose. Every bump in the road ma