Aiden looked like shit the next day.
He had refused to leave the room, he sat beside Ariel's bed, staring at her pale face and thinning skin. He didn't look any better himself; he looked like a fair version of himself: dull, weak, depressed, and unhealthy.
Everyone was worried for the couple.
Jess had managed to convince him to let Jace go home with Grandma Nari, the hospital wasn't somewhere a kid could make home.
That evening, everyone was present; they were all sitting on the benches in front of the hospital room, waiting for Eva, who had gone in to try and convince Aiden to go have a shower and eat something.
They all had their fingers crossed, the silence in the hallway was deafening, anxiety slowly clawing its way deep into their hearts.
The door suddenly opened and Eva stepped out of the door, alone.
She bit her lips as she looked up at everyone and slowly shook her head.
