"Tristan…" Nova's eyes were brimming with tears. She wanted so badly to reach out and hold his hand, but after two days of lying in bed without food or water, she didn't even have the strength to lift her arm.

"Nova, you..." Lionel started to speak but stopped himself. What could he say? Tell her not to worry. He was just as anxious about Tristan as she was.

Feeling helpless, Lionel quietly left the room to give them some privacy.

Out in the hallway, his phone buzzed. It ...