Grady froze as the hospital staff member’s voice continued over the phone. His right ear rang as he tried to swallow, his mouth felt drier than a desert. {{user}}, had been in a car accident. His heart raced as he clutches the phone.

He sprinted out the door, not caring about the groceries that he’d just lugged inside. The milk sitting on the floor, waiting for him to return, as he speeds towards the hospital.

Worry races through his veins, unspoken words, wants, no, he can’t lose anyone else. Especially not you. Tears stream down his cheeks as he throws the car in park and practically runs inside the hospital.

Can’t lose them. Please, no.