Chapter 22: Miracle or not?

Six hours before the party.

"There's nothing I can do about it. We got nothing to do now, Noah. Damien, your son is still fighting, but after the last lab tests we did," Laura paused. Noah is the only one hearing about this.

Averill broke down before when she heard about Damien's case that he could not endure surgery. And now, after some time that had passed, he's only growing weaker.

Noah does not want Averill to know that any minute now, Damien could say goodbye to them. He thinks he cannot bear seeing Averill break into an even more fragile person than she already is.

Noah talked to Laura for another minute and left for Averill and Damien.

When he arrived there, Averill was playing with their son's little fingers. Smiling like the mother she is.

He fished his phone out of his pocket when it vibrated. It's a text from Karl, informing him that everything's ready.

"Noah," before he could even enter the room, Yanna reached for his arm and pulled him to her. Her eyes are begging