Vivienne POV

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I sat beside Liam’s bed as I watched his chest rise and fall in shallow breaths while I held his small hand gently, my thumb tracing circles on his skin to comfort myself as much as him.

My phone was on the side table, the screen dark now, but the memory of the last text still burned in my mind like a fresh wound. Only looking at it and my heart was already pounding with a mix of fear and anger, wondering who sent it.

As the minutes stretched on, I decided I could no ...