[Ellie's P.O.V.]
The moment Abby was quickly pushed into the operating room, Kirk started anxiously pacing back and forth while Rowling and I sat restlessly on the bench.
We kept looking at the light of the operating room from time to time. My heart was filled with guilt. I should have triple-confirmed that no one else would overhear what I had decided to tell Rowling.
"Kirk..."
I wanted to explain, but looking at how anxious Kirk was, I felt something was stuck in my throat.
"Sister Ellie, let's talk after Abby gives birth." Kirk gave me a look that made my heart turn cold. I didn't know if it was just my imagination, but if anything were to happen to Abby and the child in her stomach, a chasm might grow between Kirk and me.
Time seemed to pass slower in silence. I prayed for time to pass faster, and that Abby and her child were safe. I could only keep praying in my heart that nothing would happen to a healthy person like Abby.
