Chapter 168. The Confession

Lena’s POV

I was used to being in the operating room, fighting to save my patients. But today, I knew how it felt to be on the other side of the door, waiting for the doctor to come out.

I sat rigidly on one of the chairs, my hands clasped so tightly together that my knuckles hurt. Uncle Zayne sat a few seats away, his posture calm but his eyes sharp, as though he was still on the battlefield. Mrs. Anderson sat beside him, her face pale, her hands folded in prayer on her lap.

Cassandra, Austin, Gray, and Madison were scattered around the room, all of us united by the same crushing dread.

No one said anything as we watched the nurses run in and out the operating room. They had refused to tell us what the situation was and told us to wait for the doctor.

The door to the waiting room opened again and I expected to be another nurse but I froze when I saw who it was.

“Yvonne?” I whispered.

She walked in hesitantly, her eyes scanning the ro