The lead doctor stared at the monitor for a long moment before exhaling slowly with resignation. “I am sorry,” he said quietly. “Time of death has been reached.”
The child’s father, a powerful businessman known across the country, dropped to his knees as if everything inside him had collapsed at once. His expensive suit meant nothing anymore because grief had stripped away every layer of status and pride.
He had already lost his wife months earlier, shortly after she gave birth, and now he was losing the last piece of her that remained. His hands trembled as he pressed his forehead against the floor, unable to accept what was happening.
A nurse reached toward the machine, preparing to turn it off and end the final connection.
That was when Tyler walked into the room quietly, unnoticed at first among the chaos and sorrow. No one paid attention to him, but Tyler noticed something none of them had seen.
The baby’s lips moved slightly.
His heart began to pound as a strange certainty filled him with urgency. “He is not gone,” Tyler said, his voice cutting through the silence.