Chapter 7 - A Risky GambleThe board members stared at the medical charts in disbelief. The data was undeniable: Harper’s tactile music therapy had stimulated nerve pathways, preventing permanent auditory death.
Recognizing the potential for groundbreaking medical research—and wanting to avoid a public relations disaster—the Chief of Medicine cleared Harper of all formal charges, issuing only a mild written warning for administrative protocol.
However, Rowan’s physical journey was far from over. While his hearing was recovering rapidly, his legs remained severely damaged from the accident. He faced a high-risk spinal and orthopedic surgery to repair his shattered leg nerves—a surgery with only a fifty-percent chance of allowing him to walk again.
On the night before the major surgery, Harper stayed by his side in the prep room.
Rowan held her hand tightly, fear creeping back into his eyes. “What if I can never walk to a piano bench again, Harper?”
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Harper leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. “Then I will carry you there myself. But you are going to walk, Rowan. You fought through the silence, and you will fight through this.”
She placed his hand over her heart. “Feel that? That’s our metronome now. It’s not counting down. It’s calling you back.”
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