desperation for answers
John grew increasingly desperate for answers. He watched Emily sleep, the steady beep of the heart monitor the only sound in the room.
‘There has to be something we’re missing,’ he muttered to himself. Max’s behavior, Emily’s fainting spell – none of it made sense.
He felt like they were trapped in a nightmare with no escape. ‘We’ll find out what’s going on,’ he vowed quietly, determination hardening in his eyes.