Luca's POV
Two days. We have been at the hospital for two days now. The tension is high. The air was palpable. The doctors still have not been able to determine the cause of the tear in Kayla's amnionic sac. Everyone is grouchy from the limited space to sleep. I am exhausted from running back and forth. Though, I dare not say that. I am the head of this family. I am not allowed to show distress. Though, I have before, Mara was able to take control. At this moment, she needs me to take control.
She is stressed to her limit. I can see it, and the only thing keeping her grounded right now is me. That's her sister laying in the bed. It's her sister, whom the doctors can't explain what's happening for. My sister too, obviously. But for Mara, she built a sisterhood with these women. A safe pl
