Page 7 of The Greek's Retribution

“Because of the substantial blood loss, we had to do a blood transfusion, which is common in these types of situations. We did a D&C, but don’t worry, there is nothing to stop you from having children in the future. We’ll keep you over night, just for observation and if looks fine, you should be going home some time tomorrow,” Dr. Abrahams states.

Sabre sits there in shock just like me, but I tell him, “Thank you, Dr. Abrahams.”

He gives a sympathetic smile before saying, “No problem at all and if she needs anything, have one of the nurses contact me.”

“Will do,” I murmur.

He smiles before he and the nurse take their leave.

“Xander I promise, I didn’t know. Oh my God, my baby? Our baby,” Sabre sobs.

I snap out of my shock and climb into the bed to hold her. “Baby, we didn’t know. It’s okay.”

“No, no, no. It’s not okay, Xander.”

I hold Sabre as she cries while my own tears start to stream down my face. If I have to be honest, Sabre is the only woman who I wanted to be the mother of my children. Even though we split up and I moved to Dallas, I always had a glimmer of hope that we would come together in the end. And now to find out that she was carrying my child and something put a strain on her to lose it, my emotions are all over the place.

When Sabre finally calms down, I lift my head from hers. “Baby, I’m going to let Zar and the others know you’re okay. I’ll be right back, okay?”

She moves her head up and down in my chest.

“I promise, I’ll be right back okay?” I assure her.

“Okay,” she murmurs.

I kiss her forehead, then slid off the bed. I’m trying to be strong in front of Sabre, but on the inside, I’m devastated from the news. Even though we didn’t know she was pregnant, I feel a tremendous loss of losing our child.

On weak legs, I reach the door, then open it. Zar and the men stand when they see me. Once the door closed behind me, I fall to my knees as the tears begin to fall again.

“Xander,” Zar calls as he rushes to my side with the others. “What is it?” His voice fills with concern.

Through tear filled eyes I look at my best friend, then the men who are like family to me and croak out, “Sabre was pregnant. She lost our baby.”

“Dear God,” Yiannis whispers, covering his mouth.

Chapter 3

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