351 KEISHA'S RECOVERY

Madison's exhaustion weighed heavily on her, her eyelids heavy with the weight of a sleepless night; she couldn't sleep as she watched over Keisha with a vigilance born of maternal love, her heart aching with each rise and fall of her daughter's chest. Anguish etched lines upon her face, every minute feeling like an eternity as she prayed for a miracle. Beside her, Ethan stirred from his struggling slumber. The worry on his face was evident even in the dim light of the hospital room. With a gruff snort, he roused himself, his eyes immediately seeking out Madison's figure hunched over Keisha's bed. Moving closer, he touched her trembling shoulder, offering what little solace he could in this trying time. Their hands found each other in the darkness, fingers intertwining in a silent solidarity pact. With a gentle squeeze, Ethan sought to convey his unwavering belief in Keisha's recovery. "Keisha will be fine," he murmured, his voice soothing to Madison's failed nerves. She nodded weakl