Alex's POV

I’ve always thought of myself as steady.

The goalie who never flinched, no matter how hard the shot came. The man who could row through storms without losing rhythm. The husband who held Clara through every injury, every loss, every tear.

But nothing—nothing—prepared me for this.

Clara has been in the cardiac ICU for five days now.

Five days since the second heart attack stole her from our bed in the middle of the night.

Five days since ...