Vincent
"How are they?" I ask as I stand up, knowing that the answer will either bring me peace or cause my world to collapse. I approach the doctor with large strides.
"The children are fine. Due to their premature birth, they need to spend a few days in an incubator. Martina experienced a drop in blood pressure, which lowered the oxygen levels in her brain, causing her to faint after the delivery. At the moment, all three are stable."
I exhale the breath I was holding, lower my hands to my knees to start breathing normally and feel my soul return to my body.
"Can I see them?" I need to see them; only then can I confirm they are okay and truly be at ease.
"Martina is being moved to a room. Once she's settled, a nurse will take you to her. You can see the children right now, come with
