Joseph stood in the corridor, consumed by anxious dread. "How could something like this happen out of nowhere?" Massive hemorrhaging, an emergency delivery; it was all too sudden.
Michael thought of the woman responsible, his bloodshot eyes burning with hatred. Once he confirmed that Evelyn was out of immediate danger, he would end that monster with his own hands!
Seeing the terrifying glare in his son's eyes, Joseph felt a chill run down his spine. He had never seen Michael look so consumed by vengeance.
As time ticked agonizingly away, Silas Vane had still not emerged from the operating room.
"Dad, go check on the twins first," Michael said, his raspy voice laced with deep exhaustion.
Joseph nodded. The newborn twins needed family looking after them.
Shortly after having his blood drawn, George returned to the surgical floor. Seeing Michael standing there looking entirely hollowed out, he didn't dare ask for details.
