“I know. But she’s here, and she’ll be fine, and that’s what we need to focus on. Not the ‘could haves’ and the ‘what ifs.’”

I held her for a few moments until she composed herself, and then she walked over to Emily’s bedside and kissed her forehead.

“I’m so happy you’re going to be okay,” she spoke.

A few hours had passed, and Emily still wasn’t awake. As my head was lying on her arm, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“Why don’t you go home and get some sleep?” Jules said. “I’ll call you when she wakes up.”

“No. I want to be here. I’m not leaving her again.”

“Can I get you anything?”

“No. I’m fine.”

“I’ll stop by in the morning.” She smiled as she kissed the top of my head and walked out of the room.

I lay my head back down beside her and felt her fingers move underneath my hand. When I lifted my head, she opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Jackson?” she whispered.

“I’m here.” I smiled.

“Where am I?”

“You’re in the hospital. You were in a bad accident.”

She placed her hands on her stomach.

“The baby.”

Tears filled my eyes as I looked into hers and saw nothing but fear. This was the moment I dreaded the most.

“I’m sorry, Emily. The baby didn’t make it.”

“NO!” she cried as she turned her head away from me.

I sat on the edge of the bed and carefully wrapped my arms around her, holding and comforting her the best I could while she sobbed until she fell asleep.

Emily

I was in so much pain. Not only physically but mentally as well. My body hurt from the accident, and my heart and mind hurt at the loss of my baby. I couldn’t cope very well, so I fell asleep to try and escape my pain.

I opened my eyes to the sounds of voices in my room.

“Good morning, Emily.” Carter smiled. “How are you feeling?”

“Terrible.”

“That’s to be expected. You’ve been through quite an ordeal. I’m just going to check your incision. I used glue to close it, so you don’t have to worry about scarring or getting it wet. It looks good.” He winked.

Jules walked over to my side and held my hand.

“You had us so worried.” Tears filled her eyes.

“Sorry,” I whispered. “The baby.”

“I know, sweetie, and I’m so sorry.”