Leah

"Careful," a paramedic warned as they rolled Aiden down, the stretcher rattling beneath his weight.

I stumbled after them, my heart pounding so loudly that it drowned out everything else.

"Male, early forties. Collapsed after severe head pain," someone said.

"Is he going to be okay?" I asked for what felt like the hundredth time.

I wiped at my face with the back of my palm, but the tears kept coming, hot and relentless, blurring the bright hospital lights into streaks.

"Ma'am." A ...