Elise POV
The panic that washes over me almost brings me to my knees. I'm bleeding. I'm losing the baby. "Elise, baby, look at me. We need to get you to the hospital," Morris says. "Morris, the baby," is all I can get out. "I know sweetheart. We'll get through this. Dante" he yells. A few seconds later the door to our room slams open. "What's wrong," he asks as he looks between us. "Dante, she's bleeding. I'm going to call Elise's mom to come sit with Emmy, but we need to get her to the hospital," Morris says.
I would find it funny how similar their facial expressions were if I wasn't scared out of my mind. Dante rushes toward me and scoops me up without warning. He rushes out of our room with Morris on his heels. "What the hell is going on," Tommy asks as we make our way toward the doo
