Chapter 63 -A glimmer of hope scattered

The world had become a strange, gray blur, an endless cycle of waiting, hoping, and despair. My life had once been so full----full of laughter, full of love, full of promise. But now, it felt as though all that warmth had been stripped away, leaving me cold and empty. I clung to the only thing left to hold onto: the thought of Ethan, somewhere out there, waiting to be found. Days passed in an agonizing crawl, and with every moment, the ache grew deeper. Nurses whispered when they thought I couldn't hear them. Their voices carried fragments of sympathy, pity, and something even darker----a resignation that no one dared to voice aloud. But I heard it all, and it sank into me like stones. Harrison was my only constant, always at my side, though he looked as haunted as I felt. He'd taken to bringing me updates daily, his voice a mixture of optimism and barely concealed despair. But each time he entered my room, I'd see it in his eyes----the fear that maybe, just maybe, we'd already lost Et