A doctor met them at the corridor, his face grim. "Mr. and Mrs. Stone… I'm so sorry. We did everything we could, but we lost—"
Evelyn didn't hear the rest. Her knees buckled, a scream tearing from her throat. "No!"
Charles caught her just before she hit the ground, his own eyes wide and wet. "Please, no," he muttered. "Doctor, please—there must be something you can do! We can't lose both children at once. It'll break her."
No matter how much or how long he pleaded, there was nothing the doctor could do. Their two sons were gone. Their only chance at being parents were gone.
Evelyn didn't leave the hospital for days. She refused to go home, refused to eat. Nurses tried to console her, but she would only cry into her hands, whispering over and over, "Bring my babies back. Please, bring them back."
