He tried to sit up, his muscles trembling with effort. Emma rushed to help, but before she could step back, he reached out — weakly, clumsily — and pulled her into his arms.
For the first time, she felt his heartbeat against her own. It was fragile but steady, like the rhythm of something newly reborn.
Emma stepped aside, wiping her tears. But even as doctors swarmed him with tests and questions, his eyes never left her.
“She…” he murmured, his voice faint but firm, “she brought me back.”
Weeks Later
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