Robert sat on a hard plastic seat beside Todd’s bed. He knew it was an act of desperation on his part, but he also knew Todd would struggle to recover without Amelia and he hoped having someone there might help.
“Robert, how is my nephew?” Lachlan asked as he walked into the room. Lachlan had the same idea and had been sitting with Liam.
It was now a week since the attack and the only person showing any signs of improvement was James. Matilda had not left his side while Angelique and Heath had looked after Mack. James was now breathing on his own and, while the progress was slow, he was healing.
Magan had left the hospital and was now working with the other magical folk to find the void and release Amelia and Laura.
Robert sighed, his heartbreak written across his face.
“It’s like
