Bab 277: I’m Not Ready

Ava's heart raced as she rushed to Rock's side, her hands trembling. "Rock! Rock, wake up!" she cried, shaking his shoulder gently but firmly. His face was pale, beads of sweat glistening on his brow, and his breathing was shallow.

Without a moment to lose, she pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed Lambert's number. "Please, come quickly!" she urged, her voice shaking. "My brother… he's unconscious and needs help!"

As she waited, she grabbed a damp cloth from the sink, dabbing his forehead, whispering words of comfort even as worry consumed her. Rock remained unresponsive, his expression pained, and Ava prayed silently, hoping for the strength to keep calm until help arrived.

Ava felt a lump in her throat, her own emotions wavering as she watched her nephews beside their father, barely holding back tears. She took a shaky breath, trying to stay strong, though the sight of William sobbing and Alexander looking so lost only made it harder.