Doctor Kareem’s words sent a wave of silent shivers down Owen’s spine, pinning his foot rooted to the floor and his mouth glued tight, unable to speak.
Behind him, Cassandra threw herself into her husband’s arms and quietly wept and Benjamin lowered his head in guilt.
“W-when, when would that be?” Owen finally found his voice.
“We don’t know, it could take a day, a week, a month, even years.” The doctor sighed. “For now, I think we should all be glad that she made it out safely.”
Yes, he should have been glad. Glancing behind Doctor Kareem as the door to the emergency room once again opened, this time around, Leonica being rolled out on a metallic bed, hair damp, eyes closed and skin beautifully pale, Owen felt a bitter taste explode in his mouth.