Jaden sat in the waiting room, his head heavy with worry, his heart burdened with the fear of losing his mother. The world seemed overwhelming, threatening to plunge him into the depths of an orphan's despair, just as he was beginning to explore life's possibilities.
As the door to the emergency room swung open, a middle-aged man clad in a white overall and glasses emerged, exhaustion etched upon his face. Jaden's heart leaped, urging him to his feet, a rush of desperation propelling him toward the doctor.
He stood before the physician, his eyes brimming with a multitude of questions, but all he could muster was a pleading inquiry. "How is she?" His voice trembled with concern, clinging to the edge of hope.
The doctor hesitated, his gaze flickering to the individuals gathered behind Jaden before returning to meet his desperate stare. The weight of the moment hung in the air, pregnant with anticipation.
