My heart leapt into my throat the moment my eyes landed on him.

Sure, Ashton had told me to keep calm, but seriously—that was way easier said than done.

“Doctor, how is he?” I stepped forward, my voice trembling despite my efforts to stay composed.

“His injuries are severe. There’s a blood clot pressing against the nerves in his brain, and he’s currently in a coma.”

The doctor’s tone was so clinical, so precise, that I ...