"How is the baby doing?" Vincent asked, his voice trembling with concern.

Melissa's demeanor shifted instantly. Her eyes, which had been filled with a quiet strength, now showed a flicker of fear. She opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out. Instead, she looked away, her hand instinctively moving to her belly.

Before Vincent could press further, the door swung open, and Dr. Anderson walked in, his presence a beacon of hope in the tense atmosphere. Vincent rushed to him, his eyes pleading for answers.

"Doctor, how is the baby?" Vincent asked, desperation lacing his words.

Dr. Anderson offered a reassuring smile, the kind that only someone who...