Nick didn't know what to say. His chest tightened painfully, the weight of Amelia's words crashing down on him. But he knew he couldn't let her see his panic, his own fear. She needed him to be strong right now, and he wasn't about to let her sink further into despair.
Amelia turned her head away, her eyes filled with tears as she stared off into the distance, trying to hold herself together. Her chest heaved with quiet sobs, the blanket slipping down to reveal her breasts, but for once, Nick wasn't tempted. The sight didn't ignite his usual desire because the weight of the moment was just too heavy. The room felt thick with tension and sadness.
Nick cleared his throat after a few moments of silence. "What did the doctor say?" His voice was low, careful.
