My eyes fluttered open slowly, and the first thing I saw was Dominic's worried face hovering over me. The room felt bright and clean, and I could smell the lingering scent of medical supplies. My body felt weak and heavy, like I had been sleeping for days.
"The baby," I whispered, my hand immediately moving to my stomach. "Is the baby okay?"
The panic in my voice was real. Despite everything that had happened, despite my confusion and anger about this pregnancy, the thought of losing the child terrified me. This innocent life growing inside me didn't deserve to suffer because of my emotional breakdown.
"The baby is fine," Dominic said softly, his relief evident in his voice. "Dr. Harrison said you're both going to be okay, but you need to rest and eat properly."
I closed my eyes and le
