As Arthur held Imani, her sobs gradually quieted, her body trembling less with each passing moment. The weight of her exhaustion, both physical and emotional, bore down on her until she could no longer keep her eyes open. Her grip on Arthur's clothes loosened, and before long, she was asleep, leaning heavily against him. Arthur felt the warmth of her breath against his chest and the slowing rhythm of her heartbeat, each beat a reminder of the life she still had despite everything she had endured.