Amira was pacing around, making people around look at her with sympathy in their eyes. After dealing with the paperwork the hospital needed signed and all that, she was left to wait for news for about three hours.
Careless as she was, she hadn’t thought of contacting anyone. At least then, she’d have moral support, even if she was alone at the hospital, waiting for Xavier’s surgery to finish.
The doctors finally emerged after god knows how long. “Xavier Ruiz,” one of them called, and she was immediately standing in front of him.
“The patient had a ruptured spleen…” he began in a monotone voice, and Amira wanted to hit him.
“Cut to the chase, doc,” she said rather rudely, “Is he okay?”
“At the moment, he still breathes. He is not in any imminent danger now, but the next 24 hours w
