Elena kept dialing the phone, while Adrien waited by the door of the room where his wife was being checked due to fainting and the blows Elena had given her. She was pregnant.
After a while, his phone stopped ringing; Elena ceased calling him.
Assuming it was her turn on the date, Adrien resigned himself to the fact that he wouldn't be there with her.
A nurse, noticing Adrien, opened the door.
"Sir, are you related to the patient?"
"I'm her husband," he said hesitantly, looking away; it was strange to admit that or tell anyone else.
"Oh, would you like to come in? They're almost done."
"Don't worry. I'll wait here."
The nurse left for a few moments and then returned.
When the doctors left, she stopped to tell him what had happened.
"Are you done yet?"
"Yes, neither the mother no
