But none of them mattered.
For four hours, she sat outside the operating room.
And while she waited, she thought about the man she had once planned to fire.
A man she had considered replaceable.
A man whose absence had annoyed her.
Now she was sitting outside an operating room praying he would come back to his family.
When the doctor finally appeared, Laura stood immediately.
“How is he?”
The doctor smiled.
“The surgery went well.”
Laura closed her eyes.
For the first time that day, she breathed normally.
But when Carlos finally opened his eyes, the first thing he asked wasn’t about himself.
It was about Elena.
And that was when Laura understood just how deeply this man had been carrying everyone else.
“Is Elena okay?”
Carlos’s voice was weak.
Laura smiled.
“She is.”
“And the children?”
“They’re fine.”
“And my nephews?”
“They’re waiting for you.”
