#Chapter 161: Make The Call

Elara’s POV

I paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room for nearly twenty minutes before Cormac made me sit down.

“I’m fine,” I told him, even shorter than I had before.

Softly, he said to me, “You are worrying Ezra.”

Glancing at my son, I could see the fear in his eyes as he stole nervous little glances at me. Cormac was right. I was making his anxiety worse. We were all already on edge,