Placed gently in his brother’s arms, the stillborn baby suddenly let out a piercing cry

The cry that pierced the quiet, sterile air of the delivery room was not just a sound; it was an awakening. It was the birth of hope in a place where only despair had resided moments before. As Benjamin fought for each breath, the room transformed from a space of mourning into one of frenzied action and focused determination. Every nurse, every doctor, seemed to move with a renewed sense of purpose, their movements a choreography of urgency and care.