Roman wished the crying would stop. Not because he was tired of it but because the little infant’s face was flushed from wailing nonstop for the past one and a half hour. One hour was enough for him to call the pediatrician who had not arrived yet and he was frequently growling impatiently at his watch.
Alina was rocking the baby incessantly as a desperate attempt to silence him. She looked haggard, even tormented like she was the one suffering instead of the baby. Roman had brought the couch from downstairs where he sat looking on helplessly even after having browsed the internet for the past half an hour. Nothing was helping as he did not even know what was wrong with the kid.
“I think he’s in pain, Signora,” Velia offered hovering around trying to be useful.
“Sì,” Alina replied auto
