Dr. Taylor's eyes flicked briefly to Vincent before he spoke. "He's stable for now, but we need to discuss the transplant."
The knot in my stomach tightened. I stood up, bracing myself. "What is it? Has something changed?"
He nodded, his face heavy with an apology he hadn’t voiced yet. "Unfortunately, there’s been a delay. The donor has changed their mind about proceeding with the donation."
The words hit me like a physical blow. "What? How could that happen? Weren’t they committed to this?"
Dr. Taylor raised a hand, a gesture meant to calm me, though it had the opposite effect. "I understand your frustration. Believe me, we prepare for every possible scenario, but we can’t control the donor’s final decision. These situations are rare, but they do happen."
My legs felt weak, and I low
