Chapter 117

HOPE, AND THE START OF SOMETHING NEW!

Jason's POV

The nurse led me through the dimly lit hospital corridor to the room where Bianca was staying. Each step I took felt heavier, as if my guilt was weighing me down. The soft shuffle of her shoes against the tiles echoed faintly, but all I could focus on was the growing tightness in my chest.

When we arrived, I hesitated outside the door. She stopped beside me, her expression urging me to go in, but I only nodded in gratitude, too afraid that speaking might somehow disturb Bianca.

The door was left slightly ajar, enough for me to see inside. There she was, lying pale and fragile on the hospital bed, her pale face illuminated by the dim glow of the bedside monitor. The sight made my stomach churn— she looked so fragile, so unlike the Bianca I knew.

Charles was there beside her, murmuring softly. His expression was a mixture of sorrow and hope as he held her hand. His hands clutching hers as