~Ethan.
With a clenched jaw and palms fisted by my side, I watched Mom sob into Hadria's shoulders. Her grip on Hadria was tight, as though Hadria would be some sort of support if Aurora were to say anything bad.
I turned my eyes back to Aurora, who was bent over Dad at the same time as she stood up straight. Her gaze met mine and her eyes dilated; they were slashed with worry and pity -those emotions which I couldn't deny worried me.
Her eyes scanned the three of us, and we kept our gazes on her, waiting to hear the good or bad -dear goddess please - news from her.
Hanging her stethoscope around her neck, she locked her fingers in front of her, “I have managed to stabilize his heartbeat, he is good for now but, we will have to place him on close examination to avoid such a thing repea
