The next few hours were a blur of paperwork and medical terms.
Aurora signed the consent forms without hesitation, her mind laser-focused on one thing: her son's survival.
She wasn't going to let anything stop her, not even the fear clawing at the edges of her thoughts.
As the surgical team prepared the baby for the mechanical heart implantation,
Aurora stood by the observation window, watching them move with precision.
Derek placed a hand on her shoulder, but she barely noticed. Her eyes stayed locked on her child, tiny and fragile on the table, fighting for his life.
"Stay strong, Leo," she whispered to herself. "I'm right here."
Many hours passed, and the surgery was finally over.
The mechanical heart implantation was a success.
Aurora was allowed to see her son, her heart racing as she entered the room.
Her baby lay in the small hospital crib, hooked to machines, but alive.
