Jace's POV

"Mr.Russo?" The doctor called out his voice faint, so many whispers and voices in my head kept making it difficult to pick out which was his voice. She left me...she didn't fight like she begged her to.

"Mr.Russo, please we need your consent fast". The words flowed out, so faintly but I didn't miss it.

"My consent to do what?" I whispered trying my very best to blink back the tears in my eyes.

"To perform the surgery, Sir" He answered staring at me like I had just hit my head.

"Surgery?" I whispered a sudden spark of hope lit in my already dead heart.

"We had lost...