ETHAN POV

The hospital corridor felt colder than it had a few minutes ago.

I stood beside the emergency room doors, staring at the small red light above them.

Still on.

Still waiting.

My fingers kept tightening and loosening at my sides.

I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt this helpless.

Emma had collapsed in my arms.

One second she had been standing in front of me, trembling as though she was fighting a battle inside her head.

The next, her body had gone limp.

I had caught her ...