BRAYDON’S POV
It’s been a shitty week. Actually worse than shitty, if that’s even a thing.
I didn’t think things could flip this fast, but they do. One minute, you’re planning out your break, thinking about dumb little details that make someone smile, and the next… everything just changes. It makes you realize how fragile things are. How one decision, one moment, can either save someone or completely mess things up.
Every time I walk into Justin’s hospital room and see him lying there, it hits me again. It’s like this weight pressing down on my chest, pulling me into this cold, quiet place I can’t shake off. I hate it. I hate how helpless it makes me feel.
This break was supposed to be good. I was looking forward to Christmas with Katy and I had everything planned out, down to the smal
