92 IT'S OKAY

ARIEL'S POV Andre and I finally arrived at the hospital, with Lukel still in his arms. The air was cool and sterile, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Lukel's body. "Lukel my brave boy. I'm here for you. Don't be scared. Mommy's going to make sure nothing bad happens to you," I said to Lukel in a soft, yet worried tone. He had woken up while we were at the car, and he was trembling like seriously, crying loudly, which brought so much pain to my heart. We approached the receptionist and she glanced at us, her eyes filled with empathy. "I can see how worried you are. But everything will be fine. Please go to the pediatric ward. The doctors there will assist you," she told us. "Thank you," I vocalized, underneath my breath. We rushed down the hallway, Andre leading the way with steady steps. Lukel's small hand clung tightly to my finger, seeking solace. Lukel cried, "Mommy, I....I..." "Don't worry my baby. Everything's going to be okay. There's no need