Lydia rushed to the hospital. As she approached Harris's room, she noticed the steady stream of medical staff coming and going, carrying various instruments. Her heart sank.

Stepping inside, she found Harris lying in bed, his face covered by an oxygen mask and his frail body connected to multiple tubes. She called out to him several times, but he didn’t respond—still unconscious. The sight brought back memories of the days he’d spent in the ICU, of the nights he couldn’t ...