[Elena's POV]

All the color instantly drained from my mother's face. Her hand dropped from my wrist. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and her knees buckled.

Noah caught her effortlessly before she hit the wooden deck. He lowered her gently to the stone, pressing two fingers to her neck to check her pulse.

"Nicole, get the nurses!" I yelled in pure panic, dropping to my knees.

I turned around and shoved Noah's chest hard.

"Are you completely insane?!" I screamed at him. "She is recovering from heart surgery! You do not tell a mother her husband died and her son shot her daughter in the same breath!"

Noah...