Raphael's POV
It took a while for Amelia to stabilise. The weather had been chilly lately and she ended up catching a bad cold. Her fever was still high but the professional knew how to handle it.
Braelyn would be worried; from her expression and reaction, she seemed genuinely concerned and worried for Amelia. I wasn't expecting but I was moved without a doubt
With how things were developing in the hospital, I thought I was going to spend the rest of the night there; that's why I sent that text to Braelyn. At least she wouldn't be worried.
Raphael: I might not return tonight. Please try to sleep.
The sleep part was important. Braelyn was a worrywart; this might keep her up all night.
The night slowly went on, and Amelia eventually fell asleep. I was almost dozing off when my phone rang. I quietly left the room to answer the call so as not to wake her
"Dad," I answered softly once the call connected. He hummed, his voice a bit tired.
