Chapter 109: The Loss Of Liam
Elias sat in the corner, his head lowered, hands gripping the armrests of the chair. William stood by Liam's bed, his face frozen, focusing on his still body.
The beeping slowed… and then, with a final hum, stopped entirely.
"Time of death," a nurse murmured softly, noting it on the chart.
Elias looked up, his face shattered.
Liam's face was pale and peaceful, bathed in the sterile light.
"No," William whispered, "No, no, no…"
The doctor placed a hand on William's shoulder, but William shrugged it off violently.
"He was supposed to make it. He was—" His voice broke, his hands trembled as he clutched the railing of the bed.
Elias rose slowly, as though the world pressed down on him.
He walked to William and rested a hand on his back.
"William," Elias said quietly. "It's over."
William turned to him, his eyes glassy. "I promised him. I promised I'd fix this."
