#Chapter 126: Hard Times

When the ambulance finally arrived, the paramedics rushed to my side, their faces a blur red, white, and blue. They splinted my arm, easing some of the pain, and assured me that I would be okay. But the fear that had taken root in my heart wouldn't be so easily dispelled. As the ambulance rushed me to the hospital, I couldn't help but replay the events in my mind. I had narrowly escaped what could have been a tragic fate, and it left me with more questions than answers. Why had someone tried to run me down? Hours passed in the sterile hospital room as doctors examined my arm and took X-rays. The fracture was clean, they said, and I would need surgery to set it right. The physical pain was excruciating, but it was the emotional turmoil that gnawed at me. The hospital room had become my temporary sanctuary, its sterile walls a stark contrast to the chaos that had unfolded in the city streets just hours ago. I lay on the narrow bed, my arm encased in a bulky cast, the weight of it a