Dave sat by Henry’s bedside in the hospital room, his hand gently holding Henry’s. The room was quiet except for the steady beeping of the monitors that tracked Henry’s vitals. Dave leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper as he spoke to his unconscious friend. "Henry, please," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I miss you, man. We all do. Just wake up, okay? We need you."
Meanwhile, Cassidy stood just outside the room, having returned from her unsettling visit to Nova’s house. She paused at the door, her hand resting on the handle as she watched Dave through the small window. Her heart softened at the sight of him, so devoted, so desperate for his friend to wake up. A light smile tugged at her lips, touched by his loyalty and the quiet strength he displayed even in such
