Days turned into weeks, and despite the efforts of the doctors, Alex never regained consciousness. Liam stayed by his side, filled with guilt and sorrow, replaying every moment they had shared. The unspoken words hung in the air like a heavy fog, a reminder of everything left unsaid.
The hospital room became a place of quiet despair. Each day, Liam hoped for a sign, a flicker of movement, anything to indicate that Alex was still fighting. But the silence remained unbroken, and the machines continued their steady beeping, an agonizing reminder of his friend's condition.
Liam found himself lost in a routine of waiting, filled with memories of their friendship. He remembered their shared laughter, the teasing, the moments that had once brought joy. Now, they felt like shadows, haunting him with their absence.
