“You’re very welcome, but please understand that we’re not in the clear quite yet, Reece. The baby is doing fine, but if Luisa takes a turn for the worse, we’re going to have to make some tough decisions.”
“Tough decisions? Like what?” I ask, crushing the plastic cup in my hand.
The doctor looks down at it, then his gaze lands steadily back on me. “Let’s just wait and see, Reece. We don’t need to deal with all that right now. You’ve been through a hell of a night.”
I inhale deeply. “Can I go in and see her, doc?”
“Sure, but don’t be too long, you need rest yourself. She’s going to need you if she pulls through, so you need to be strong.”
“I’m not leaving her,” I warn the doctor.
He sighs and doesn’t push me. “Of course. Follow me, I’ll take you to her.”