Then likely this next sentence will not make that feeling go away.

You sat on the front step for an unknown amount of time, your world falling apart around you as you pressed your face into your knees, your arms surrounding your head, willing the headache that was threatening to go away as you felt your everything collapse around you, like it was a facade made from spun sugar and one shake to your foundation was making it come crashing down.

You entered the hospital room, blinking for a second to adjust your eyes to the dim lights. A heartbeat monitor was the only noise you hear as you see a bandaged and still man laying with his eyes closed on the bed.