---- have an uncle who adores her!" "You guys look like a real family!" I stared at the screen, tears blurring my vision. "Family member!" a nurse rushed out. "The child is in critical condition! It's severe pneumonia with respiratory failure! Why did you wait so long to bring him in?" Forgetting the photos, I fell to my knees, begging. " Doctor, please, I'm begging you, save my child!" "We did everything we could, but..." The nurse hesitated. ''He's gone. I'm so sorry for your loss." My legs gave out from under me. I crumpled to the floor, my face a mess of tears. Isuddenly remembered that morning. Tyler was coughing badly, his face red with fever as he whimpered to Ethan. "Daddy, my chest hurts so much." Ethan had absentmindedly picked up his stethoscope. The moment he placed it on Tyler's chest, his phone ---- rang. "Isabella? You're back in Seattle?" His voice instantly softened. "Of course, Emma wants to see me. I'll definitely be there today." Tyler was coughing his lungs out beside him, but Ethan didn't seem to notice. "Tt's just a common cold," he said after a quick, careless glance, tossing the stethoscope aside. "Just give him some fever medicine." "Daddy, I..." "Tyler, Daddy's busy. He has to go save more people. You need to be strong." Ethan gave Tyler's head a dismissive pat and rushed out the door. Tyler watched him go, his eyes full of admiration. " Mommy, Daddy is so great, isn't he?" Tyler... My Tyler... The poor thing, he died without ever knowing. His father didn't want to save him because he was busy with someone else's child. ---- At 3 AM, [held Tyler's small, cold body, crying silently in the hospital where his father worked. He looked so peaceful, as if he were just asleep. But that sweet face would never open its eyes again, would never look at me playfully and call me" Mommy." "Mommy," his last words echoed in my ears, "tell Daddy I'm proud of him." I looked up and saw a giant photo hanging on the hallway wall. Ethan, in his white coat, wearing a confident smile. The gold plaque beneath it gleamed: "Seattle Central Hospital's Doctor of the Year: Ethan Morgan - A Hero Who Saves Lives." I started to laugh, a wild, broken sound as tears flooded down my face, drowning me. Ahero? ---- He couldn't even save his own son. While he was celebrating another man's daughter, his own son was fighting for his life. While he was gently spinning another child in his arms, his own son was dying because of his mistake! Icried all night, until I had no tears left. But my Tyler was never coming back... The sun rose, but I was still trapped in darkness and despair. I opened my phone and bought a one-way ticket out of Seattle, for three days from now.