NATASHA.
Fear gripped tightly at my throat, wrapping its vicious claws around me so tightly that I could barely breathe. My heart was racing, my breaths coming in short bursts as I watched Aiden laying on the bed and flinching every now and again in pain.
"What is wrong with him?" I asked Mama, who stood by the bed and simply stared at him, her expression unreadable. She was trembling slightly, although I could tell that she was trying to stay strong. I bit my nails in agitation, waiting for her or the doctor Kane had arrived with to tell me anything. But neither of them looked ready to say anything. They all looked just as confused as I was, and I wanted to scream at someone for not telling me anything. I just wasn't sure which one of them I was supposed to scream at.
"This isn't som
