The moment I lifted Antalya from the floor, I could see something change in her eyes. The distant, foggy look that had been there for days was suddenly replaced by sharp awareness, and with that awareness came pain.
"What's happening?" she gasped, her hands clutching at her stomach. "Something's wrong. Something hurts."
Her face had gone completely white, and I could feel her body trembling in my arms. The panic in her voice made my own heart race with fear.
"It's going to be okay," I said, trying to keep my voice steady as I laid her gently on the bed. "Dr. Harrison is coming. Everything will be fine."
But even as I said the words, I could see dark spots appearing on the sheets beneath her. Blood. She was bleeding, and it was my fault for not breaking down that door sooner.
"I can't
