Jinn
It was Christmas Eve but instead of being at home celebrating, we were all waiting outside the labor ward after receiving a call from Aunt Lara who informed us that Alana was admitted to the hospital.
Seconds seemed like hours as we waited in the waiting room of the emergency wing of the hospital.
“You should go talk to him, Jinn..” Dahlia pointed her eyes to Zayn who had his eyes fixed on the tiled wall emotionlessly.
Sighing inwardly, I walked to Zayn and put a hand on his shoulder, gaining his immediate attention.
“She’s going to be fine, man. My cuz is a fighter and you know that..” My voice cut through the thick silence in the waiting hall.
He nodded but my words didn’t seem to convince him in any way since the very next second he went back to staring at the wall.
