KATY’S POV
The glass door slides open, and Allie’s operating doctor steps out, looking tired. My heart jumps into my throat, and I scramble upright, brushing Braydon’s head off my thighs.
“How is she?” I ask breathlessly.
He exhales, running a hand down his face, and then nods. “The surgery is successful, but we have to wait a few hours for her to wake up.”
Relief washes over me so much that I feel my knees weaken. My lips quiver, and tears of joy blur my vision. “Thank you,” I whisper, my arm shooting out before I can stop myself and I grab his hand tightly. “Thank you so much for saving her.”
He pats my shoulder gently. “You can rest now and see her in about an hour if you want.”
I nod, finally releasing his hand and dabbing at the tears streaking my face. And then I notice Bray
