No Risk, No Reward

The early morning sun cast a golden glow over the cityscape as Tom weaved through the light traffic, a total contrast to their hurried arrival at the hospital the night before.

Lucy, nestled comfortably beside him, finally let out a long sigh of relief. "Thank goodness it's all okay," Lucy finally said, her voice thick with lingering emotion. "I can't believe how scared I was.

Tom glanced over at her, his expression mirroring her own. "Me neither," Tom admitted, squeezing her hand briefly. "I swear, I aged ten years in those few hours."

"Really? You didn't look the least bit fazed. I don't mean you were not concerned. I mean, you just looked so calm," Lucy said and Tom nodded.

"We can't all break down that way. That was my niece or nephew we were talking about. Of course, I was terrified but I couldn't show it. Now when you were that way. And seeing Bryan like that... it was rough."