"Please tell me what you see!" Arabella pleaded with them as Dr Damiana kept her hand flat on her forehead.
The two doctors seemed blown away by something within her chest. Silas' features twitched. A clear indicator he fought the expression that pushed and pressed to take over his entire face.
Though unlike the doctors, Arabella needed no more hints as to the fact that her husband wasn't the least bit amused by their discovery.
"What is the meaning of this?" every letter out of his mouth was measured to the last smidge, his voice as steady as his frigid tone.
"This is truly unlike anything we've seen before," Damiana breathed, her eyes refusing to blink. Out of the fear she'd miss the slightest shred of whatever spectacle offered itself before them, no doubt.
"What am I to do with that?" there was one vein on Silas' forehead that stood out among its peers, pulsating with the threats of popping at any second.
