The doctor's words were like a bolt from the blue, striking the ears of the three women. Ada Brooks' legs instantly went weak; if it weren't for Clara Sutton and Sebastian Astor supporting her, she might have collapsed to the ground.
"No... doctor, you must be mistaken. Our... our Alva has been looking better recently, hasn't she? How could she suddenly... It's impossible, you must be lying to me."
Ada Brooks' mind went blank for about ten seconds, then she suddenly came to her senses, emotionally pushing away Clara and Sebastian, grabbing the doctor's arm, and crying out, before rushing into the emergency room without hesitation.
There she found Hiram Seaton kneeling on one knee by the bedside, tightly holding Alva Astor's hand that lay motionless in the bed, his usually calm voice now hoarse and choked with sobs.
"Alva, don't scare me, please."
