Chapter 89: Dying

Drystan’s POV

The air in the waiting room is thick with tension, not just because we were waiting for news about Astrid’s condition but also because of our conversation.

Before a huge argument could start between us, the heavy door to the emergency room slid open with a muffled hiss, jolting us from our tense reveries.

Our heads turned around in unison to the room behind us, our eyes trained on the figure in the crisp white coat striding towards us.

The Doctor’s expression was inscrutable, giving away one of the news they carried.

We have forgotten about the topic we were fighting about earlier. Every one of us held our breaths as time seemed to slow to a crawl. We waited with bated breath for them to deliver the update we both dreaded and desperately needed.

“Are you all an immediate family member of the patient?” Finally, the Doctor spoke, his words cutting through the deafening silence like a scalpel.

“Astrid doesn’t have any living family members, doc. She’s a mem