(Almira’s POV)
“Hmmm…” I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was the familiar white ceiling. I blinked a few times, trying to remember how I got myself in here. Am I in a hospital?
My body feels sore all over. And that’s when the car accident went crashing back inside my head. I felt my hands fly to my stomach in an instant, and panic grips me so hard it makes my breath hitch.
“Doctor—someone, please!” I screamed desperately.
“Mira, stop.”
I didn’t listen to the voice, screaming.
“Calm down! You’re going to hurt your baby!”
And that’s when I stopped.
Rich gently pressed me down on the shoulders to keep me from sitting up too fast. His touch was firm but careful, like he knows I’m already fragile. I looked at him with watered eyes.
“Rich,” I gasped, gripping his arm. “My baby
