Cursed Fate

Jeremy pov:

As I paced back and forth outside the ICU room, I couldn't help but notice the red stains on my shirt. But in that moment of panic, I didn't care about them. 

All I could think about was River, who was fighting for her life in that room. I prayed to God that she would be okay.

As I collapsed onto a nearby bench, my hands trembled with fear and guilt. 

The images from the accident were still fresh in my mind, the look of terror on River's face as the bullet hit her, and how she fell into my arms. 

I knew that the bullet was meant for me, but it hit River instead. It was all my fault that she was lying in that hospital bed, and I couldn't help but blame myself.

As I sat there, tears streaming down my face, a voice suddenly broke through my sorrow. 

"JEREMY!!!" The voice shouted, and I looked up through my blu