Dominic's POV 

　　I walked a few feet back and forth in the waiting room, each minute stretching a lifetime. My thoughts were a field of angst, which howled by the increasingly desperate. Leila was curled up in the corner, head down and muffled sobs stifled by her hands. Luca had only arrived shortly before us, his customary veneer of calm was gone in concern.

　　The doctor entered the waiting room and flipped on a solemn face. I sat up instantly, my heart beating ...