Chapter 7 - Arianne Fights For Her Life In Intensive Care
Inside Room 412 of the hospital’s secure wing, heart monitors beeped in a steady, agonizing rhythm.
Arianne lay pale against the white hospital pillows, an oxygen mask covering her face and IV lines taped to her bruised wrists.
Baldric sat beside her bed, holding her limp hand in his rough, calloused palm without moving an inch.
“Hang on, sweetheart... Dad is right here. You’re going to make it through this,” Baldric whispered, kissing her knuckles.
A team of specialists entered quietly, checking the intravenous toxicology panels and neurological responses.
“Her system is fighting off the sedative overdose, Mr. Vance, but her heart rate is stabilizing,” the lead doctor reported.
Baldric nodded slowly, feeling a fraction of the suffocating weight lift from his exhausted chest.
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“Do whatever it takes to save her, Doctor. Cost is entirely irrelevant,” Baldric instructed firmly.
He knew the physical scars would heal, but the psychological terror inflicted by Derek would require total retribution.
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