Kara
Scott got another wheelchair for me. I don't know where he stole it from, but he dressed in doctor's clothes not to raise suspicions. He left me alone so that the doctor could attend to me and check on my baby. My doctor couldn't see Scott dressed like that.
The doctor applied gel to my belly and searched for signs of life from my babies. I crossed my fingers.
"Breathe, dear," he asked. "You have to stay calm."
"I fell, and I'm scared of losing them."
I heard the sound of a heartbeat. And then the sound of another heartbeat.
"They're both alive. But this can't happen again, Kara. You were lucky, but you can lose them if you fall again. You're ordered not to walk."
I can't explain the relief I felt hearing my children. I breathed again. The fear disappeared from
