A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Zelda was pacing back and forth in the stark hospital hallway, her heels clicking impatiently on the linoleum. She cornered the young nurse, clearly irritated by her calm answers.

"You don't know what's really going on with us!" Zelda snapped, her voice rising. "Calliope isn't exactly Mother Teresa, you know. For all we know, she could be plotting something, trying to hurt us!"

"She's heartless! Absolutely heartless! She'd stab her own brother in the back if she had the chance!

And don't even get me started. She's a total jinx. She attracts disaster like a magnet. Ever since she showed up, our family's luck has gone straight down the drain! I almost died giving birth to her, you know! From the second she took her first breath, she's been nothing but trouble for me!"

The nurse blinked, struggling to process what she was hearing.

Wait, Calliope's her daughter? She thought, stunned.

How could anyone blame a baby for a difficult birth? Most mothers, she thought, would have risked anything for their child, even their own life. But Zelda seemed to hold a grudge against her own flesh and blood just for being born.

The nurse found it almost impossible to wrap her head around this woman's logic. Still, she'd dealt with plenty of irrational people during her years on the job. She knew just how to handle Zelda.

"Ma'am, I understand," the nurse said smoothly. "Why don't you wait here? I'll go check on the doctor's progress, alright?"

added, "I'll ask Calliope to hurry up as

But if anything goes wrong in there, you better let me know!" Zelda replied, hovering near the OR door, itching to

as far as family can go. Please wait here. I'll keep you updated as soon as

fine!" Zelda huffed, crossing

resumed

on, and there was still no sign of the nurse. Zelda's

is just stringing us along. She hasn't come out

on, Zelda, you heard them. It's a tough surgery; these things take time," Monty tried to reassure

stew, to get

she hadn't been out of options, she never would have let Calliope anywhere near Horatio. The thought of her precious son on Calliope's operating table made Zelda's stomach

not entirely

both on

the doors swung

hell took you so long? What kind of surgery

you screw it up? Where's Horatio?