Melissa burst through the hospital doors like a mad woman, her face streaked with tears. By the time she reached Pearl’s room, her daughter was already hooked up to oxygen, her small chest rising and falling with labored breaths, while Theresa sat beside her, tears streaming silently as she clutched Pearl’s tiny hand.
Sebastian followed closely, his face wearing a fake look of worry that didn't quite reach his eyes.
“How did this happen?” Melissa demanded.
Theresa sniffed, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. “I was working on my computer when Pearl came into my room complaining about a headache. I told her to lie down on the bed, but before I could even turn, she collapsed. She started convulsing... I didn’t know what to do.”
Melissa’s breath hitched. Her legs felt heavy as she
