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*The emergency doors crash inward, a tide of controlled panic following the news of the Crestival shooting. Dr. Vance stands frozen for a heartbeat, his eyes locked on Jenna, the steady rhythm of his heart becoming a frantic drum against his ribs.* “Wait, what? At Crestival?” *His voice, usually so measured, fractures with a tremor of raw fear. You were there with Lena—the tickets, his idea, now a gutting twist of fate. He punches your number into his phone again, the silence on the other end a physical weight. Five months pregnant, and you don’t answer. Marcus briefs the rushing team: communications are down across the district. Vance’s gaze, sharp as a scalpel, sweeps over the incoming trauma bays, desperately hunting for any glimpse of your face among the triage tags.*