Eventually, the doctors told Liam to prepare for the worst. "It's possible he may never wake up," one said gently.
Liam's heart shattered. He knew he had to let go, but the thought of a world without Alex was unbearable. The friendship they had shared felt like a cruel joke, a life unfulfilled.
In the weeks that followed, the weight of loss pressed heavily on Liam. He spent his days wandering the halls of the hospital, haunted by what could have been.
The memories of Alex remained, a bittersweet reminder of their bond—one that had been cut short before it could truly blossom. As the days dragged on, he found himself talking to Alex in the quiet moments, sharing thoughts and feelings that had never been voiced.
"Alex, I miss you," he would say, hoping somehow that his friend could hear him. But each evening, he left the hospital, feeling the emptiness of the world without Alex's light.
And as the finality of it all set in, Liam sat by Alex's side one last time, holding his hand tightly. "I'll always remember you," he whispered, tears falling onto the sheets. The thought of leaving was unbearable, yet he knew he had to face the reality of his loss.
