( author's PoV )
The 45 minute ride to the hospital was covered in half an hour, despite the traffic on the roads, all thanks to Caleb's driving, which was one hundred percent reckless enough for the three of them to end up in the hospital just beside Sia, but that's the last thing they cared about.
Under usual circumstances, Caleb was never the one to drive. It was always Cole, but today, Cole was too numb to even speak a word, let alone to drive.
He sat in the passenger seat, unfazed by all the almost accidents they had, his mind only repeating one thought in a cycle: she's alive.
Critical, yes.
Dying, yes.
But she's still here.
And it scared him, to even have any hope in his heart, the idea that she'd die again and the fear that he wouldn't be able to manage himself... yet again.
