"It's fine. I'm not leaving until Lily is out," Caroline firmly rejected.
As her voice faded, the operation theater's lights dimmed.
Caroline ceased her pacing and swiftly approached the theater's entrance.
Scott followed closely behind.
Soon, Deric gloomily emerged in his scrubs and looked at Caroline. "I'm sorry, Ms. Shenton. The surgery failed."
Caroline's heart raced, and restlessness filled her chest. "What do you mean by 'failed'?"
The sound of a stretcher being moved echoed, and Deric turned to allow nurses to pass.
Caroline was about to check on Lily when she heard the doctor's regretful words. "Time of death, 2.27 p.m."
Her arms dropped weakly to her sides.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Deric with disbelief.
She asked hoarsely, "What did you say again?"
Deric met her gaze with guilt. "Ms. Smith's vital signs were unstable during the surgery—"
"I don't want to hear this! I'm asking you, what did you say again?" Caroline sternly interrupted, her
