“Where is my son?” Dominika arrived, out of breath. Henry looked up and saw her, not understanding what she was doing there. Keira was beside Henry, waiting for news with him.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Henry spoke through gritted teeth, so as not to scream. Keira held his hand to calm him down. Mark looked at them without understanding anything at all.
"He is my son! I'm here to see him, to know about him, why, what else would it be?” She was also trying to keep her voice down, despite her obvious irritated tone.
Mark opened his mouth to speak, but Keira motioned for him not to, indicating with her hand that she would explain to him later. He agreed, after all, the situation seemed too tense to add fuel to the fire.
In the midst of their fight, a doctor approached, looking fo
