"What happened?" Monica asked, holding her head. "I feel like I just went through an apocalypse."
"Your body did," Tyson sighed. "I have to tell you something, Monica. But first I need to know how you're feeling."
"What is it?" She frowned, sitting up. "I'm feeling fine. Just a little tired."
Tyson took her hand in his, rubbing his thumb over her fingers. "Look, please don't get upset, I didn't tell you this because I knew you'd freak out. I didn't know how it would affect your health, but now it's essential that you know."
She blinked, her frown deepening. "You're scaring me, Ty."
"I'm sorry," he said softly, shifting his gaze to the floor. "Your life, and your baby's life, are in danger."
"What?" Monica's eyes widened. "I know about me, but Imara? What's wrong with her?"
"Her Wer
