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Chapter 181

We vigilantly wait for hours on end and don’t leave the waiting room area until we hear news from the doctors inside.

The waiting part is the worst battle anyone can be faced with.

We almost jump in our seats when the doctor approaches us.

“The operation was a success. He’s doing fine, but he’s still not in the clear. He should be out very soon.”

He’s about to leave, but I stop him. “Wait! What do you mean exactly by ‘he’s still not in the clear’?”

“That there are still a lot of possibilities for him to have complications.”

I merely nod my head before he leaves us and goes back inside the OR. Fear grips me, making it hard for me to breathe.

“Sit down, Lil, and try to relax. He should be out soon.” Mom tries to calm me down as she guides me back to my seat.

After over an hour, Drake is finally back in his private room looking as pale as ever. I’m alone in the room, the rest are out in the connected private sitting room. I stand at the foot of the bed, staring at him, scared and helpless.

When I glance back at the monitor, I notice that the digits are starting to decline. “Mom?”

“Mom!!!” I scream.

“What? What’s wrong?” Hugh comes inside. He glances at the monitor when it starts to beep.

“No, not again!” Hugh panics, but manages to call for the nurse.

Mom and Patricia start to look frightened. When the nurse comes and reassures us that it’s normal for the blood pressure to drop after a surgery, it doesn’t help ease my worries.

The nurse then checks for dehydration and whatever else that is needed. I watch it all, still stuck at the foot of the bed.

“Lily! You’re bleeding!” Patricia yells, horrified as she looks at my blood stained jeans.

The blood is seeping through my jeans quickly. I look up at them, powerless. “What’s happening?” I whisper. Tears start to form in my eyes, blurring everything.

That’s the last thing I say before everything goes black, darkness takes over me.

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When I wake up the next day, Mom and Colin are in the room with me. Mom is silently crying while Colin tries to soothe her.

“The baby?” I croak out. It’s the first thing that enters my brain when I wake up.

Mom sadly shakes her head, tearing up again.

My throat constricts, but I swallow back the tears. I can’t fall apart now, Drake is still in danger. “Drake?”

“He’s fine. He’s stable now,” Colin manages to respond because Mom is still crying.

“Can you guys take me home? I want to be alone.”

“The doctor advises that you stay the night, so they can monitor you,” Colin says with worry, knowing where my thoughts are heading.

“I’ll rest at home. I promise, I will. I want to be discharged, please? I need to be alone, please,” I beg them both.

“Is that what you really want, Sweetie?” Mom asks, understanding my need to be alone.

I give her a small nod. “Yes.”

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