Chapter 19 - THE WAITING ROOM ANXIETY
Outside in the private surgical waiting lounge, Nataly paced back and forth across the polished floor, her hands clasped tightly in silent prayer. Detective Reed sat on the sofa nearby, maintaining a watchful eye on the hallway while Liam played quietly with a wooden toy train on the coffee table.
"They've been in there for three hours, Marcus," Nataly said nervously, checking her watch for the twentieth time. "Is that normal?"
"Complex transplant procedures take time, Nataly," Reed reassured her gently, standing up to hand her a bottle of water. "Dr. Harrison is the best in his field. Try to take a deep breath."
Suddenly, the automatic double doors of the surgical suite slid open, and Dr. Harrison walked into the waiting lounge, pulling down his surgical mask.
Nataly froze, her heart stopping in her chest as she searched the doctor's face for any sign of bad news. "Doctor? How are they?"
Dr. Harrison smiled broadly, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. "The bone marrow extraction was a complete success, Mrs. Vance. Noah's body accepted the graft immediately without any signs of rejection."
Nataly let out a loud gasp of pure relief, collapsing onto the sofa as tears of joy streamed down her face. Liam ran over to hug her legs, laughing happily without fully understanding the medical victory.
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"Can I see them?" Nataly sobbed, wiping her eyes.
"They are both awake in the recovery room right now," Dr. Harrison invited warmly. "And they are asking for you."
