Chapter 60

Alec

“Why isn't she waking up?”

Andras has asked this for the thirty-seventh time in the last thirty-six hours. He is pacing the room, with his babies in his arms. He won't let anyone touch them, handing them over to no one. Not me, not Dad, not his parents. He just holds them both, hovering over where Bronwen lays in the bed. Where she has laid for the last forty-nine hours.

Two days ago we all met up and had lunch together. It was a joyous meal,