Heels click distantly and I turn around in my pace to find Lilia barreling towards us, worry in her light blue eyes. She wraps an arm around Eric's side in a firm hug. "I came as soon as I heard. Is she alright?"
I cannot respond without having the murderous urge to rip the door from its hinges and ask why the f**k the light outside the theater still blinks red. So I don't.
"She'll be fine, Soren. Your panic isn't helping anyone," Rayne mutters without hiding her irritation. "I could've handled the surgery, but you forbade me from going near her."
Of course, I did. Once, I had been beguiled by her ruthless nature, entranced by how similar we both were. Had Rayne been in there, it would very much have been a case of saving the child and letting the mother bleed out.
A cry—that of a chil
