As the door swung open, nurses and doctors flooded into the room, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief. The sight of Trevor Maddox awake after months in a coma was nothing short of a miracle. I stood there, my heart still racing, holding Debbie’s little hand as she gazed up at the commotion with wide, innocent eyes.
Dr. Preston was among the first to arrive, his face a mask of astonishment. He pushed past the crowd, his eyes fixed on Trevor, who was now blinking and trying to adjust to the sudden influx of people and light. “What happened here?” Preston demanded, his voice a mixture of awe and authority.
