Siena’s POV

The hospital room was calm and still now. The loud chaos from the last few days felt far away, like a storm that had passed long ago. The machines around the bed made soft beeping sounds. Each beep was quiet and gentle, like a soft heartbeat in the silence. I could hear the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional rustle of nurses walking by outside the door.

Sunlight streamed in through the big window. It spread across the white walls like warm gold paint. The light was soft and kind, not too bright or harsh. It made the whole room feel peaceful. The white hospital...