JAKES’s POV

Everything been happening in a rush, like I was being times. My head felt like it was splitting open.

Between Chloe screaming in surgery, to save our baby, Tyler hanging on by a thread, the constant echo of Adrian’s taunts, and the crushing silence of waiting, I was unraveling.

I sat in one of those hard plastic hospital chairs, elbows on my knees, hands clasped so tight my knuckles turned white. Patiently waiting and hoping for a good news. My leg kept bouncing ...