"Shhhh!" Doctor B whispered at Minerva. "There are things that can still be done. Don't lose hope. She can still recover."
Minerva's tears kept flowing. She is fully aware that her daughter can still recover; however, she cannot avoid feeling sad for her. It feels like her heart is being squeezed with sorrow right now. She cannot stand seeing her this way, her precious baby.
Doctor B held her hand and led her out of the room. She obediently followed. They went to the suite where they used to stay when they spent wee hours of the night in the laboratory.
"Let's stay here in the suite, love," Doctor B said when they are already inside. "Now, we can legally use my room as our bedroom. Don't sleep on the other room starting now."
Minerva sat on the bed, frustrated. Doc
