Dana POV
I didn't move fast enough. I should have known that Sandra would try something so nefarious as to shove me down the stairs or pull me down like that. As it was the next thing I knew, I was waking up in a hospital bed, Hunter holding my hand so tight that it was almost painful, clad in a gown and looking anxiously up at a doctor as they tried to find my baby's heartbeat. The fear for my unborn child was overwhelming. There had been blood, I remembered, and an excruciating pain in my lower stomach before I had fallen unconscious. I could barely breathe as tears pricked my eyes. Had Sandra hurt my child? Was my child still alive? I could feel my body trembling as I came close to bursting into tears. It felt as though I couldn't breathe. My chest was so tight it felt as though a heav
