Stephany’s P.O.V.
I was sitting with Beth and Jenny in the waiting area outside the Operation Room. Dad went inside early in the morning around 6 a.m. and now it was already half past 9. I was worried about now. It was more than three hours that he went inside and I was getting impatient while sitting on the chair. I was looking at the door of the Operation Room from time to time but no one came out.
“What’s taking so long?” I asked irritatingly.
“Relax, Steph. You are not helping us here”, Jenny exclaimed and I looked at her in confusion. I saw her all nervous and worried. She was biting her nails continuously.
“Hey, both of you… don’t you worry? I am sure that Mr MacField is fine now and he will be out soon”, Beth tried to comfort us but my heart was pounding hard agai
