Dressed like a nurse beneath the moonlight, I noticed, my eyes tracing over her in horror. But she had my baby in her arms, something I couldn't make me ignore the anger over my fears.
"I'm calling the nurses!" I barked, swerving to click the button. However, something else clicked before I could hit it and I turned towards Chelsea, gradually backing up from the button. In one arm, she held a still wailing Lili while in the other she held a gun, pointed at me.
"Try it and I'll bet you that you'll be dead before anyone even opens that door," she smirked devilishly, sending goose bumps to sprout on my arms and legs.
As I stood, I could still feel blood oozing down my leg from the birth but I could care less as I stared at my little girl in the arms of another woman—a psychotic woman—claim
