Just as Sophia was about to explain, the door to the waiting room burst open, and Lucas rushed in, his face pale with panic.
"Sophia!" Lucas gasped, his voice frantic. "How is Aurora? I saw the accident… it's all over the internet. I rushed here as fast as I could."
Hades growled low in his throat, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Did you call him to come here?" he snapped at Sophia.
Sophia shook her head, exasperated. "No. I've been too concerned about Aurora to think of calling anyone."
Lucas, ignoring Hades's hostility, turned to Sophia, his voice shaky. "How is she? Please, tell me."
Sophia hesitated, then sighed. "It's bad, Lucas. The doctors said there's a 70 percent chance she might not make it."
Lucas staggered, his face draining of colour.
His hands trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes. "No… no, this can't be happening," he whispered, on the verge of breaking down.
