“What happened to her?" David asked the doctor who had come out of the surgical room.
We had been seated at the waiting room for over 4 hours. I had already called Bianca to tell her that our plans had to be cancelled and explained the situation.
She offered to come and keep me company, but I declined. I really wanted to be alone.
David sat at the far end of the room, staring out the window solemnly. Not once did he come and talk to me.
However, I really did not blame him. It was my fault that she was in this state.
The doctor who had taken Ashlyn in finally showed up. David immediately stood up and brisk walked towards the doctor.
"What happened to my baby!" he demanded for the second time, his voice shaking with anger and fear.
My eyes widened at that.
"I'm sorry sir, but she
