Zara and Robert dashed upstairs in a frantic hurry, their hearts pounding with urgency. The moment they reached the room, Robert froze, his breath catching in his throat. His expression twisted into one of sheer disbelief, his eyes widening in shock.
Zara's jaw dropped as a surge of adrenaline coursed through her body, leaving her trembling. Her legs threatened to give way beneath her, and her hands quivered uncontrollably.
Before them lay Zayden sprawled unconscious on the floor, his motionless form a chilling sight that stole Zara's breath.
Robert rushed to Zayden without hesitation, dropping to his knees as he struggled to lift him. With a grunt of effort, he carried Zayden onto his back and staggered toward the bed. His movements were hurried but careful, as though he feared causing further harm. Once Zayden was laid gently on the mattress, Robert straightened, and his breath shallowed.
