Vivienne POV

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I sat by Liam’s bed holding his small hand in mine. The monitors beeped steadily, a sound that had become too familiar over the years.

His skin felt cool under my fingers, and I could hear faint voices of nurses talking in the hallway outside. My own heartbeat seemed to match the rhythm of the beeps, each one reminding me how close I had come to losing him.

As I watched him sleep,, my mind slipped back to how it all started. I remembered the corporate gala where I first ...