Caroline glanced at the operating theater after ending the call. An uneasy feeling gnawed at her chest as if something terrible would happen. She battled the sense of suffocation, wondering, 'Am I just too nervous?'
Taking slow, deep breaths, she waited for Lily.
The minutes ticked by, stretching into what felt like hours.
Finally, Scott hurried over to her. He approached swiftly as soon as he spotted Caroline. She looked up, greeted him, and rose from her seat. "You're here," she said.
Scott handed her a cup of her favorite flat white coffee. "This should help you relax," he said.
"Thank you," Caroline replied, accepting the coffee. They sat together, glancing nervously at the illuminated sign above the operating theater.
Scott asked, "How much time has passed?"
Caroline checked her watch. "Almost 20 minutes."
Scott reassured her, "Craniotomies take time. Evan's team consists of specialists from abroad. Everything will be okay."
Caroline tried to ease her anxiety but still fe
