The drive home from the hospital was way different than the mad dash we'd made six hours before. Emma was out like a light in her car seat; her new meds were already helping with the pain. Mikel and I sat up front, trying to sort out Dr. Chen's instructions.
"Every four hours," I mumbled, checking the med schedule on my phone. "Even through the night."
"I'll do the night shifts," Mikel said right away. "You've been doing this on your own for weeks. You need to sleep."
I glanced at him in the dim light, noticing how determined he looked. A part of me wondered if Sophia was still out there, watching us, keeping track of how close we were getting for whatever crazy reason she was doing this.
"Mikel, you don't have to. I can handle it—"
"Bella." He said, "Dr. Chen made it clear. Emma need
