Doctor Hernandez walked out to speak to the men, going first to Alejandro.
"What is it? What's happened?" Diego said, getting to his feet, knocking the chess game to the floor. "Is she alright?"
Alejandro led his son to the three seat lounge, making him sit.
"So it's that bad?" Diego murmured.
Alejandro hesitated. The doctor nodded, sitting in the seat opposite.
"She's dead?"
"No, no, Diego. She bore you twins, unfortunately."
"Unfortunately?"
"One is still born, and the other? We'll see. I've done what I can. I haven't told Victoria about the still birth. Best not to mention it."