Page 65 of Her Sweet Surrender
“Come,” Sir insisted, escorting her to a private room set aside for grieving families.
As soon as they were alone, Brie unleashed her tears. She grabbed onto Sir, sobbing uncontrollably, completely rocked by Kylie’s unexpected death.
“How did this happen?” he asked her gently.
She swallowed several times, trying to find her voice. “Dr. Glas said it was cardiac arrest.” She looked up at him, her bottom lip trembling. “One moment she was smiling at her baby, and the next I hear her cry ‘Help’ and she was gone.”
She pressed her head into his chest. “There was nothing they could do…”
“Oh, my God,” Sir groaned. “What about the baby?”
“She’s completely healthy.”
“‘She?’”
“Turns out the ultrasound was wrong. They have a little girl.”
They have…The present tense no longer applied now that Kylie was gone, and Brie broke into a fresh set of tears.
“Was it a complicated delivery?” he asked gruffly. Brie could tell Sir was struggling with the shock of Kylie’s death.
“No…” she whimpered. “It was an easy birth.”
He squeezed her tighter. “I can only imagine what Wallace is going through right now.”
Brie nodded, choking out, “He’s living out the nightmare I almost experienced with you…” A sob escaped her lips. “I don’t know how he is going to survive this.”
Sir handed her several tissues, stating with compassion, “Wallace has friends and family who will support him.”
While Brie blew her nose and wiped away her tears, Sir called Marquis on his cell to let him know what had happened.
After a short conversation, he hung up and told her, “Gray and Celestia are coming.”
“Good.” Brie nodded, feeling numb. “He will need their strength.”
Lifting her chin, Sir looked into her eyes. “I know this is difficult for you, Brie. You’ve been through so much today. But, for Wallace’s sake, you will need to be strong. It is not only Wallace we need to protect, but their baby.”
Fresh tears welled up in her eyes. “At least he has her…”
Sir nodded, but she noticed the troubled look in his eyes.
“What are you worried about?”
“If I were in his position, I would find it difficult to care for the child. Especially in his current state—”
Sir was interrupted by a light rap on the door. He told Brie to stay where she was while he walked over to open it.
One of the nurses informed him, “Mr. Wallace would like to speak with you.” He glanced over at Brie. “With both of you.”
Sir held out his hand to Brie. “Are you ready?”
Brie swallowed hard but nodded. Taking a deep breath, she forced down her heartache and wiped away her remaining tears with a huge wad of tissues. Throwing them in the wastebasket, she took Sir’s hand and headed out the door.
The nurse escorted them directly to Dr. Glas’s private office.
Sir informed her, “We have two friends of his coming. Could you bring them here when they arrive?”
“Certainly.”
