Saying I'm nervous would be an understatement.
I’ve been waiting for hours, pacing up and down the hospital corridors, and still nothing. The doctors aren’t saying anything, and they’re nowhere to be found. It’s past midnight, and I still don’t know what’s going on in there. I think I’ll go crazy if someone doesn’t tell me something soon.
My phone has been ringing non-stop, both Julia and Luke calling, but I’ve been hanging up because I don’t want to get them involved. I don’t know who else I can turn to.
Robert has been by my side this whole time. He asked to stay, and I agreed on the condition that he wouldn’t talk to me or come near me. I didn’t want him here, but we both know he’s stubborn. I cried for a while, but eventually, I stopped—not because I don’t feel like crying, but beca
