The Rise of Lucas

Chapter 62

The antiseptic buzz of the hospital lingered as Lucas sank into the peaceful vigil at Isabella's bedside. The continuous beeping of monitors became a constant companion, a melancholy soundtrack to the night that unfolded inside the confines of the critical care unit.

The harsh illumination dimmed, putting a soothing glow on the quiet figure lying in the hospital bed—a monument to the fragility of life.

As the night dragged on, the hospital's typical frenetic bustle faded, giving way to a calm serenity that surrounded the critical care unit.

The medical experts walked with a practiced stillness, their footfall echoing down the halls as they did their rounds. Lucas, however, stayed constant at Isabella's side, his presence a quiet promise in the face of uncertainty.

The shapes of the hospital room appeared to merge into the background as Lucas concentrated on Isabella's prone body.

Her face, normally expressive and bright, now conveyed the tranquility of slumber, her features softened b