Chapter 45 Scars And Shadows

The steady rhythm of beeping machines filled the sterile hospital room, their soft hum blending with the low murmur of voices outside the door. The scent of antiseptic clung to the air, sharp and unyielding. Diego’s eyelids fluttered before slowly peeling open, the harsh fluorescent light stabbing into his vision. His body felt like lead, heavy and unresponsive, but the dull ache in his side reminded him that he was alive. A shadow moved beside him.