"No!" I shouted, pulling my hand away from him as I let go of my baby's hand and stood up.
"I can't give up on him! Don't give up, Julian! He is going to make it! He is going to be okay!"
"Sophie, he is deteriorating every single day." Dr Gary intervened, my baby's team standing behind him as they entered the room, their faces solemn in grief.
"It is inhumane to keep him like this. Sometimes, it is just not meant to be, Sophie. We have tried everything we possibly can for him. He is unable to live without the machine assisting him to breathe. He hasn't moved as he should be by now...He is already gone..."
"You talk as if he is already dead!" I cried, throwing myself between my baby and everyone else. "Don't come near us! He will be alright! It is just taking him a little longer-" I s
