Chapter 294: Twins
The sterile hallway led them to the neonatal unit, where the air was thick with quiet beeping monitors and the muffled sounds of nurses moving like whispers between glass cribs. Through the window, Cammy and Sarah saw the two infants—clean, warm, and wrapped in soft pink blankets. Tiny oxygen tubes were fitted to their noses, and two nurses gently fed them from bottles.
"You must be from the orphanage?" a soft-spoken resident doctor asked as she approached.
Sarah stepped forward. "Yes. How are they?"
"We’ve administered the first round of antibiotics per Dr. Ballister’s orders. Their chest x-rays are unclear, so we’ll monitor their lungs closely. The next 24 hours are critical, but they’re stable for now. You can breathe a little easier. They’re in good hands."
"They’ll stay here for how long?" Cammy asked.
"Depends on their progress. It can be 24 hours up or a week. For now, you can visit them during NICU hours. I assure you they’re in good hands."
Cammy, Sarah, Hanna, and the volunteer stood quietly at the glass, watching the babies finish their bottles, their tiny eyelids fluttering closed.
"They look so peaceful now," Hanna whispered, voice thick with emotion. "I’ll go grab something to eat or drink for everyone—it’s almost lunch."
Cammy nodded. "Good idea. Let’s head down to the cafeteria after—"
"Cammy!"
A voice ripped down the corridor like a gust of wind. Cammy turned with a jolt.
"Greg?" she exclaimed in shock.