Chapter 201

Tristan

Dr. Morrison worked quickly, her hands steady despite the urgency of the situation. I watched her face like a hawk, trying to read every flicker of expression, every subtle change in her features that might tell me what was happening to my wife and children.

"Talk to me, Athena," Dr. Morrison said as she examined her. "Was there any bleeding? Fluid leaking?"

"I don't think so," Athena said, her voice shaking. "Just pain. So much pain."

"The abruption is small right ...