Who Are You?

[AVA]

The quietness of the room felt suffocating, almost too heavy to bear. The only sound was the gentle beeping of the machines, marking each heartbeat and breath of Kian. I took a seat beside his bed, feeling the weight of exhaustion creeping up my spine. Brian sat across from me, looking stoic and silent, lost in his own thoughts.

Sean came in and joined us, his eyes bloodshot and his face haggard. We sat in a solemn silence, each lost in our own thoughts about Kian’s condition. Sean and Brian discussed his state in hushed tones, occasionally glancing at Kian. I couldn’t help but feel a lump in my throat as I watched Kian’s chest rise and fall steadily, the machines beeping a reassuring rhythm.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, and I found myself staring at Kian’s still form, willing him to wake up. But the medication had rendered him unconscious, and we could only wait and hope for him to come back to us.

Max arrived about half an hour after Sean did. He sat next to Kian, and