DONOVAN

I paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room, my mind racing with thoughts of Maya's condition. I couldn't shake the image of her lying on the floor, her hair matted with blood.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a doctor emerged from the treatment room. I rushed over to him, my heart pounding with anticipation.

"Doctor, what's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "What's wrong with Maya?"

The doctor's expression was sympathetic, but his words were guarded. "I'm afraid we can't say for certain yet," he said. "We're running some tests, and we'll need to wait for the results before we can...