Kai returned inside the hospital and sank back into the waiting area chair, with his hands clasped so tightly his knuckles burned white. His lips moved in a silent prayer with the same words over and over, begging anyone above to listen. It had been an hour since Abigail was rushed into the ER. By now, she must have been taken to the delivery room. He hadn’t seen her since, nor heard a single thing, and the waiting was slowly tearing him apart.
Every time the delivery room doors cracked open, his head would lift, heart hammering, only to fall again when it wasn’t for him. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, forehead pressing into his fists.
Please… just let them live. Please. His mind begged.
And then, as if the heavens had heard him, the double doors finally opened. A doctor walke
