Everyone had gathered outside the VIP hospital room, anxiety thick in the air. Inside, a team of doctors and elite healers were examining Gabriel.
Amelie stood closest to the door, her eyes fixed on it with desperate intensity, her body practically trembling. She looked as though she might burst through at any second.
"You should sit down," Katelyn said gently, holding her arm in support.
"No, I'm fine," Amelie murmured.
"You'll only wear yourself out standing like this," Mabel said, turning toward her. Her expression was calm but firm. "Gabriel will wake up soon. There's no need to worry."
Amelie, sensing the subtle command in Mabel's tone, finally nodded and took a seat nearby, though her gaze never left the door.
"What could have gone wrong?" Raidan muttered under his breath. "They removed the toxins from his body yesterday."
Before anyone could respond, the door finally opened. Two doctors stepped out, followed by the healers—Jace and Niamh.
