WILLIAM'S POV
I had been at the hospital for the past twenty four hours, either pacing around or sitting in great fear. Serena had come and left twice. I couldn't blame her. It was the start of a new week and she had to be present at work. With a loud sigh that made me cringe at the smell of my own mouth, I sat down on the bench again. Just then, my phone vibrated in my pocket and I reluctantly picked it up, uneager to talk to anyone. I didn't even bother looking at the caller's ID before answering it.
"Hello?" I called in a voice so hoarse and dry.
"Oh my boyyy. You don't sound good one bit."
"Uncle George?" I sighed, finally feeling like I wanted to talk to someone.
"Heyyy." I hadn't planned to draw out my words, but I was just so exhausted at that point.
"William, it's all gonn
