I’ve screwed up. I’ve made a lot of decisions in my life that have led to this moment, this absolute horror, and sure, maybe I do deserve to be suffering through this. But please. God, goddess, Satan, whoever’s out there… please save him.
Forever passes before the alarms die down. A little later, the doors finally open, and Theo comes out, his cheeks flushed with exertion.
I rush to him. “What happened? Is Miles okay? Did something—“
“He’s fine.”
“But I saw—“
“Those weren’t for Miles,” he says.
I blink. It takes a moment for it to register, and when it does, I whisper, “Matteo?”
Theo nods. “His heart beat really fast, pumped too much blood out. It took us a minute to get it under control again.”
“I don’t understand… Doesn’t the anesthesia that makes him sleep also lower his hear
