Damon was trembling badly, he was spotted on a bench outside the surgical room and he had little cuts and bruises on his face and hands.
Mr. Gibson and his wife walked directly towards the prince and Martha was crying.
" Damon, what happened to my baby?" Luna demanded, her tone desperate and almost at a breaking point. Damon was numb and still shaking like a leaf.
" Oh, goddess! Taylor…" that was the only thought that was running through his head.
" Luna, you can talk to me," Martha said as she came up to her friend.
" No!!." Luna exclaimed, Mr. Gibson held her in his hands and comforted her.
" Taylor is going to be, okay. Our child will be fine and okay." his voice as he tried to convince his wife was breaking and tears fell down his eyes.
" My child, Taylor…" Lun
