Dark night of the soul

Chapter 111

*Sarah's POV*
I'm awoken by a middle aged doctor. "Hello Mrs Paulson, I have some good news and some bad news." She says with a sympathetic smile.

I begin to panic. "Go on" I nod.

"Well, we were able to clean out your wounds and get them stitched nicely. Unfortunately you have lost a lot of blood so we had to give you a blood transfusion. Your wounds will take a while to heal and you will be in pain for a few weeks so I have prescribed you with medication to ease the pain." She begins with what I assume is the good news.
"The bad news is that your wife is unstable. She has lost a lot of blood and her wounds attracted a lot of dirt therefore she has a higher risk of infection. Also, the impact the car accident had on her head has left her with what we think is a brain injury and she is in surgery with our top neurosurgeon now. I'm very sorry." She says.
I don't know what to say. My wife could die.

"Have the police found the children yet?" I ask. "No but they're still looking. They're doing all they can." She says as she gives me a small smile then walks out of the room.

I hear a knock at my door and it opens. It's my mother. "Hi mom" I say with tears in my eyes. "Oh darling I'm so, so sorry" she says hugging me. She sits on the edge of my bed and I tell her everything. I also tell her what happened just over nine months ago.

"But, Danny, he was so lovely, so sweet. How could someone be such a monster" she spits. Tears are rolling down her face when she finds out the news. "So Ava is his child? Not a sperm donor?" She asks and I nod yes unable to look at her. I felt disgusting.
"Did you go to the police when it happened?"
I nod. "Yes, but not the second time. They hadn't caught him the first time, what was the point in going through that all again. But when Ava was born I went to check on her in the paediatrician ward (I have no idea if the babies stay in there sorry) and I saw him there. He pinned me up against the wall which almost teared my scar. That's when I kicked him in his manhood and called for security. He was arrested that night. I only went to court to get him out away around three months ago and then he escaped." I explain.
I can't help but feel like I have disappointed her.
She stays with me for hours comforting me. I couldn't stop thinking about Jess in surgery.
Every time a doctor would come in to tell me how it was going I would pray.

Four hours had passed and she still wasn't out. I was beginning to get worried.
What if she dies in surgery?
What if when she gets out she's brain dead?
What if they have to put her on life support and I have to give them the orders to pull the plug?
I can't do that... I won't do that. She has to live. She's my rock.