*Alejandro Cortez
"I can't take this anymore." I groan as I keep pacing in the waiting room.
"Son, she's going to be okay. Trust Lucas, he's a professional."
"I know, Dad, but it's been 3 hours and they won't tell us anything. This frustrates me to no end." I complain.
As I continue pacing, my dad just stares at me.
I've gone to see my sons but I couldn't stay with them not knowing if their mother would be able to hold them again.
Rikki left an hour after Analiza went into surgery. He had to work.
My siblings had also returned back to New York. Dad had decided to stay with me in order to help me out with the triplets. When Analiza gets out of surgery, I don't want her to worry a lot until she's fully healed.
I see one of the nurses who took Analiza from her room walking towards u
