The waiting room clock ticked past midnight.
Then a doctor pushed through the double doors.
Ben lurched to his feet.
The doctor’s face told me the truth before his mouth did.
“She’s lost a lot of blood. We’ve stabilized the babies, but Rosie is crashing. We’re doing everything we can, but you need to prepare yourselves.”
The doctor disappeared back through the doors.
Ben stood there, frozen, swaying slightly.
