Chapter 53 : Hope

*Lexie’s POV*

I sit beside Natasha in the hospital waiting room and hold her cold hand; she is not moving, she has tears running down her eyes but she stays still and emotionless. My eyes are fixed on Noland, who stands at a slight distance, speaking with Chris, Carol, and what appears to be a police officer. The tension in his posture is palpable and I can't help but feel a mixture of concern and admiration for the way he is handling things.

"Lex," Natasha says, her voice almost faint, "what if Robert doesn't make it through this?"

I glance at her, taking in the worry etched on her face. Her blue eyes, which usually sparkle with mischief, are now filled with fear. I reach out, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Natasha, he's strong. He'll pull through this. You know how stubborn he can be."

She offers me a weak smile, but her eyes continue to fill with tears.

"Your dad is doing everything he can," I say softly, watching as Noland continues his conversation with the oth