Chapter One hundred and Eighty-eight

Cameron’s POV

I pulled Lana into a hug, holding her tightly as we both absorbed the gravity of the situation. “We’ve made it this far,” I said softly. “We’ll get through this too.”

The wait was far from over, but for the first time in what felt like forever, we had a glimmer of hope to hold onto. We stayed close, our hands intertwined, drawing strength from each other.

Hours passed, and the hospital room settled into a quiet rhythm. Nurses came and went; anxiety ate slowly through us. Lana sat in the chair beside me, her eyes never leaving the door. She looked exhausted, but whenever the door opened, she glanced up. I reached over and took her hand, squeezing it gently.

Just turn, the door opens, and the doctor we had all been expecting steps out. “The transplant procedure is complete,” he announced, and I heaved a sigh of relief. “Zoe is stable and resting now. The next 48 hours are critical, but she’s doing well so far.”

I grabbed his hand in a handshake of gratitude. “Thank you, do