Rosemary stood frozen outside the operating room, her hands gripping the edge of the chair like it was the only thing keeping her upright. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and her breaths came in short, shallow gasps. “Please… don’t… don’t leave me, Adrian…” she whispered, her voice breaking into a choked sob.

Markus and Damien stood beside her, both trying to remain calm while offering what little support they could. “Rosemary, you need to stay calm. The doctors are doing everything they can. You can’t go in there right now,” Markus said gently, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

“Stay calm? How can I stay calm when his life… his...