DESTRUCTION IN THE FITTING ROOM: HOPE LOGAN’S DEATH AND THE HORRIFIC SECRET LIAM CARRIES IN HIS COMA

The world inside University Hospital has frozen in time — the sterile air thick with grief, the fluorescent light too harsh for the kind of heartbreak it now illuminates. What should have been a wedding day wrapped in white lace and promise has turned into a blood-stained vigil.

VOWS TURNED TO ASH: HOPE LOGAN DIES INSTANTLY

The rhythmic beeping of machines gave way to one long, hollow note — the sound that ends all hope. Brooke Logan, standing like a ghost in her own skin, gripped her daughter’s necklace so tightly it cut into her palm. The doctor’s eyes said what no words could: Hope was gone.