Even the most experienced doctors felt deeply for Nova.
For four or five days now, Nova had been in a coma with no sign of waking.
Then, suddenly, her fingers twitched slightly on the bedsheet. That small movement was like a ray of light piercing through the darkness engulfing Joshua’s heart.
He couldn’t contain his joy and shouted, “Nova, Nova, you’re awake! Are you awake?”
He watched her intensely, not wanting to miss any subtle change in her expression.
Slowly, Nova's eyes fluttered open. She seemed confused at first, but her expression turned to horror when she saw her flat stomach. In a sharp tone, she demanded, "Where's my baby? Where is my child?"
Her eyes darted around the room—no sign of baby things, no sound of a baby crying…
"My child, my child…"
Joshua's face fell. Even
