~ ISLA ~
The private dining area that had been filled with chatter moments ago was now replaced by worried looks from our colleagues as we stepped back inside.
My stomach dropped the instant I saw Dr. Ramirez rushing out of the women’s restroom, carrying Elise in his arms.
Her body was limp. Her face—ghostly pale. The bottom of her dress was soaked with blood.
For a heartbeat, I couldn’t move. I stood rooted to the ground, slowly processing the scene before my eyes—until my mind finally caught up.
God, she was bleeding… and it was too horrible to look at.
“Call an ambulance—no, bring the car now!” Dr. Simon’s voice snapped on everyone's attention.
Everyone scrambled, led by Dr. Ramirez. From what it looked like, she was definitely having a miscarriage.
But how come? I was sure it w
