The white cage

Chapter 49 : Shattered mirror

This is pretty graphic, and it brings up some heavy topics. If you are triggered by the mention of : suicide / blood , I do not recommend reading this

Donald watched as they took his wife away, he couldn't hold the tears from falling, not caring about showing his weakness in front of his family, Many questions were turning in his head : is  his baby going to be okay ? Is she going to wake up soon ? Will she be in pain ?

Eric and Lara joined them in the bedroom, they held their breath at the smell of the blood filling the room,

Eric grabbed his father's shoulder : " Dad, I talked to the security service office, they will make sure that she's safe at the hospital..."

Lara spoke softly : " And we made sure to cover everything, and keep it in secret from the media "

Junior : " Come on guys, let's go to the hospital..."

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Arriving to the hospital, they met the ambulance, and the security service responsible for Melania's safety there,

The family  watched in horror as A team of medical uniforms were working on Melania outside the sliding emergency room doors. Once she was placed on the gurney, 

Donald couldn't stay away from his wife, he rushed to her, and held her delicate hand tightly, kissing her knuckles

The experts crowded him out and took over : " Mr. President we need to work, Now ! "

Ivanka took her father's arm gently : " Dad, let them do their work "

" Her BP's falling, get a crash cart ready, NOW ! " said one man wearing a white jacket. He turned to the doctors who were with her earlier and said, "What did she have?"

One of Them answered, saying, " She slit her wrists enough to do some serious damage... She lost a lot of blood, "

" Age, and Blood type ? " The man asked frantically

" 48 years old, B+ ! "

" Any disease : anemia, asthma ? "

" She's diabetic..."

" Oh damn... "

Once the team had her inside a room, a nurse threaded an IV into Melania's vein, cursing when it took her two or three tries before a satisfying bubble of red appeared.

Donald  couldn't move his eyes off his wife , glancing away from her only long enough to read the numbers on the monitors...

Every time the rhythm slowed, he held his breath, silently begging for each peak not to be the last one...

His attempts to glimpse Melania one last time were blocked by a wall of scrubs, then the doors were immediately closed

He stepped out with Amalia and began to pace. "She'll be okay now, Dad," said Eric, but he knew his son had no way of knowing that for sure...

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It was 4 am and still, they didn't have any news about Melania's condition,

" Dad , please stop with the pacing..." Ivanka said curtly.

Donald looked at Amalia, she was as much desperate as him, he held her hand gently : " She will be okay, our Melania is strong... "

" Let's pray for my baby to make it... " She cried

" I think you should call Viktor... He needs to be here, Amalia " said Junior