"Doctor, how is he?" I rushed up from the sofa I'd been unable to sit still towards Dylan. It was comfortable but I was just too nervous to enjoy its comfort."You're still here?" Dylan looked tired and exhausted, but he wasn't my concern at the moment.

"Do you expect me to be somewhere else? Please just tell me how he is." My tone was impatient.

Celine and Miss Nancy rushed to my side, Zion sleeping at home with paid bodyguards stationed everywhere, including outside his door.

A baby monitor ...