Chapter 5 - THE TRAUMA CENTER
The automatic double doors of the trauma bay swung open, flooding the hallway with harsh fluorescent light.
A team of obstetricians and trauma surgeons rushed Elena straight into operating room four.
Marcus was forced to wait behind the yellow restriction line, his navy blue suit stained with small flecks of blood.
He paced the sterile corridor like a caged predator, his fists clenched tight enough to turn his knuckles white.
His phone chimed repeatedly with text messages from Chloe’s wealthy family trying to hush up the arrest.
Marcus ignored them all, blocking their numbers one by one on his encrypted device.
Two hours dragged by like centuries before the lead surgeon finally stepped out of the surgical doors.
Dr. Aris Thorne removed his surgical mask, his face tired but solemn as he looked at the anxious father.
"Your wife has severe lacerations on her back, but the internal bleeding has been successfully stopped," Dr. Thorne reported.
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"What about my child?" Marcus demanded, his voice catching in his throat.
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