Jessica POV
The sounds of metal clanking woke me. Still groggy, I turned to the notice to see that a cleaner had dropped something and was picking it up and cleaning the mess she had made.
Hospital?
The smell should have told me that; it is a smell of its own, one that can't be mimicked. Even the sounds are unique. I think a food service trolley was rolling down the hallway.
My mind does a quick rewind, and my hands move to my squishy tummy. The babies are gone, and my tummy was tender in a way I had not expected.
Babies!!!
Where are my boys?
Are they alive?
Panic set in, and the heart monitor suddenly made a noise, causing the cleaner to look up and rush to push the call button.
"Help is coming." She tried to calm me down, but it did little to settle me; she was just cleaning the
