St Martin's Hospital, early afternoon, Vincenzo OTA
There had been no news for a horribly long time, so rather than just sit there, listening to Romana pointing out his shortcomings as a surrogate parent, he had gone down to see his mother.
She was distraught, but her faith in God was absolute. Amarie was hurt - but lived. They would both get well and then everything would be as it was before.
Vincenzo had to agree - any expression of doubt would have been cruel - but once he had left the Oncology department and headed back up to Amarie's ward he found he didn't want to go back just yet.
He found a bench to sit on, closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall.