The surgery

Helen's POV

"How many hours has it been since the surgery started?" I inquired from Lucy, my gaze fixated on the "surgery in progress," that was displayed above the door of the operation theatre in red digital letters.

The day of the transplant had finally come and although I was anxious about the whole ordeal, something inside me told me that everything would end well.

"It's been two hours, forty five minutes, and thirty seconds." Lucy muttered.

"The doctor said the surgery will take three hours max, so they should be out soon." I mumbled to myself, while frantically nibbling on my bottom lip.

Before the surgery began, Fernando had reassured me that he would take good care of Ethan like he wasn't also getting operated on.

It was probably the sedatives that had been talking. I thought, my lips spreading in a small smile.

Then, the "operation in progress" light went off and I stood up abruptly.

Doctor Nicole walked out first, her mask lowered to her neck, and her hair disheveled.

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