Elira's POV

I stayed rooted on the bed watching Aiden as he finally completed his words. Three days had passed and no matter how much I burned to know what surgery the doctor had mentioned, Aiden never spoke.

But now, it is finally out. It wasn't just a surgery. It wasn't a surgery because I was bleeding. It was a unilateral salpingo-oophorectomy.

Bile rose in my throat at the bitter taste of the word. Something essential — something deeply mine was gone. My chest tightened as I laid onto the bed and the doctor sighed.

“You'll recover soon enough if—”

“Will I still be able to have children?” The words...