“Is he not breathing?”
Harlan’s not breathing?
The words hung in the air, and for a moment, both Liam and Yara were stunned.
Yara was the first to snap back, her voice sharp and trembling. “Mae, what nonsense are you talking about? How could Harlan not be breathing? He’s just trying to scare us, that’s all!”
Yes, that had to be it.
He’s just playing a prank on her—her own son!
He took his Heartsteady Elixir every single day; he was perfectly healthy.
Yara clung to that thought, desperately trying to reassure herself.
Mae’s voice broke, thick with emotion. She had watched Harlan grow up, too. “Ma’am, I’m not making things up. I really think Master Harlan isn’t breathing. If you don’t believe me, come see for yourself.”
Liam dropped to his knees, scooping their son into his arms. “Harlan, Harlan, wake up!”
But Harlan didn’t move—not a twitch. He was limp, like a broken ragdoll.
Panic seized Liam. He pressed his cheek to Harlan’s mouth, feeling desperately for a breath.
Just as Mae had said—nothing.
No breath. No sign of life.
His son wasn’t breathing.
“Harlan,” Liam’s voice cracked as fear crashed over him. “Son, it’s me, Dad! Please!”
Yara’s composure shattered. Her face had gone paper-white as she pleaded, “Harlan, Harlan, please wake up! If you keep this up, Mommy’s going to be very angry!”
Liam whipped his head toward her, voice raw and frantic. “What are you standing there for? Call an ambulance! Now! Call them, now!”
Harlan was his only son—his world.
He couldn’t even begin to imagine what he’d do if anything happened to him.
“Okay, okay!” Yara fumbled for her phone, hands trembling so badly she could barely dial the number.
Liam clung to Harlan, pacing in frantic circles, helpless. “Harlan, don’t scare Daddy like this! Please, Harlan, please…”
Harlan’s eyes stayed shut, unresponsive to even his father’s desperate pleas.

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