Two Avas?

Hearing the doctor's words, Ava felt her vision blur and staggered forward, grabbing the doctor's hand. "Is there no other way? Alex is so young, how can he..." She couldn't bring herself to say the word "disabled."

 

"The patient was brought in too late. We've done everything we can. You need to make a decision quickly," the doctor said, his expression tense.

 

Daniel Martinez took a deep breath, his face grim as he pulled Ava away. "Is the patient conscious?"

 

The doctor shook his head, looking grave. "The patient has lost too much blood and is in a deep coma. The situation is critical."

 

Daniel Martinez took the consent form from the doctor and quickly signed his name. If Alex were to blame anyone later, he could blame Daniel. "Do what you have to."