Chris stared at his legs, absentminded to whatever the nurse was saying. Her words of consolation echoed in the background, but none of it registered in his brain. His eyes were hollow, reflecting the numbness that gripped him.
"Doctor, you're finally here," the nurse said, walking toward the man in the white coat. She began filling him in on Chris's condition.
The doctor approached Chris gently, settling into the seat beside his bed. "Young man," he began, his voice calm but heavy, "unfortunately, your spinal cord was damaged during the car incident. The trauma was severe…"
Chris nodded slowly, still lost in a daze. His eyes stared ahead, half-absent. "My parents?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper, heavy and distant. "What about them?"
