Augustine had been rushed to the hospital, and the emergency room was in full motion, doctors and nurses swarming around him, working quickly to stabilize his condition.
Outside, Anne sat on a chair, her hands still shaking. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the terror of what had just happened played over and over in her mind. But more than the accident, it was the thought of Augustine battling for his life inside that tore her apart.
"Anne, please," Nathan said gently, sitting beside her. "You need to calm down. The doctors are doing everything they can. He is going to be alright."
But Anne couldn't hear reason. "He was so happy. He came to pick me up... said we'd have dinner together." Her words came out between sobs. "And then—everything changed in a second. He got hurt to save me."
She sobbed harder, burying her face into her palms.
