Her chest continued to rise and fall unevenly, stabilizing only slightly, though nowhere near enough to ease the suffocating tension filling the ICU room.
Kelvin reached for another syringe, his movements sharp yet remarkably controlled as he prepared another dose with the precision of someone desperately trying to hold disaster at bay.
Rita remained frozen near the side of the room, her hands tightly clasped together while her heart pounded violently inside her chest.
Her eyes followed every single movement Kelvin made, almost afraid to blink in case something changed within that second.
"Doctor… Kel… will she be okay?" she finally asked, her voice trembling despite every effort to steady herself.
Kelvin did not answer immediately. His eyes remained fixed entirely on Sonia. On every breath she struggled to take. On every unstable heartbeat flashing across the monitor.
After what felt like forever, he exhaled slowly. "She has to be."
