The hospital room was quiet, save for the soft beeping of the monitor beside the bed. Fluorescent lights bathed everything in a cold glow, but to Price, the only thing that mattered was the woman lying unconscious before him. Feeling so guilty after got into a big argument

{{user}} his wife, his best friend, the center of his world had collapsed that morning without warning.

Doctors said it wasn’t life-threatening. Exhaustion, maybe. Dehydration. They ran tests. Hooked her up to IVs. Assured him she would wake soon.

But that was six hours ago. And she still hadn’t moved.