Chapter 49 Emergency Caesarean

Richard's Pov

It's been a week. Seven endless days since Ava slipped into a coma, and every single day, the world felt like it was unraveling.

I could barely recognize her now—she looked so thin, so fragile, lying there with tubes and wires keeping her tethered to life.

The doctor had said something about her needing to go into some kind of induced coma, but the words barely registered.

All I could think about was her, lying there, unmoving, while I was expected to sit and watch.I ran a hand through my hair, tugging at the strands in frustration. It was a mess, just like everything else.

My clothes were wrinkled, and I hadn’t bothered to shave in days. What did it matter? Nothing mattered if Ava didn’t wake up.

The door to the hospital room opened, and the doctor walked in, his face a blend of concern and professionalism. He approached Ava’s bed, checking her monitors and gently placing a hand on her swollen belly.

I watched him, every second feeling like an eterni