He removed his coat and draped it over her shoulders, urging, “You've just given birth. Don't catch a cold."

She shrugged off his gesture.

The black coat cascaded to the floor

In silence, Waylen picked it up, his gaze then falling upon the fragile baby lying in the incubator, her face wrinkled and pallid.

In a soft voice, Rena revealed, "The doctor said Alexis’ chances of survival are less than ten percent."