C84 Waiting in fear

"You can't leave me. Not like this," Bernice whispered, shaking. She sat in the cold sterile waiting room. Staring blankly at the double doors of the operating room. Her hands clasped tightly in her lap were stained with dried blood. His blood. She had scrubbed them repeatedly but could not seem to shake the feeling from them.

Liam paced further, his gaze always back at time