KADE’S POV
She wasn’t breathing when we arrived at the hospital and I resented how worried I was over her.
This was different and if she died, it shouldn’t feel the same as it did when Olivia died. But why couldn’t I be chill about this?
My legs bounced as I waited for the doctor to check on and treat her. The uncertainty was killing me and I was tempted to barge into the room to give them some company.
Her pulse was too low, Doctor Green said. Even after he was done checking her, he said it was too low and her breathing was abnormal, like a person who wasn’t going to survive.
My ears rang at his words and sweat started to form beads on my forehead. What was this worry?
“I don’t know how she managed to survive this long,” he started to say, letting his eyes dart towards her on the be
