The hallway outside the intensive care unit had fallen into an uneasy silence.
Only the steady footsteps of nurses and the occasional hum of medical equipment disturbed the stillness.
Alexander stood with his hands in his pockets, staring through the narrow glass panel of Henry's room.
Doctors still surrounded the bed,their movements were calm but urgent. Beside him, Clara folded her arms tightly across her chest.
She hadn't realized how cold the hospital felt until now,or perhaps… It wasn't the hospital,it was fear.
She released a slow breath. "I don't like this feeling." Alexander turned toward her,"what feeling?" "Like we're always one step behind."
She looked down at the folded paper still resting in Alexander's hand. "Every time we find an answer......it only leads to another qu
