**Isla’s POV**
She looked at me and she cried, “Oh my god…”
“Miss, I don’t know who you are but please, for the love of your baby, let me take you to the nearest hospital and then I’ll leave right away.”
She bit down on her lip and she had tears on her cheeks. She held my hand and looked at me and cried more. I don’t understand why she was feeling that way against me, but her baby is more important.
I helped her walk to my car, letting her lean half of her weight on me. I put on her seatbelt because she couldn't seem to move from the pain anymore.
I drove immediately to the nearest hospital I could find. As soon as we arrived, I got out of the car and went to her side. When I opened the car door, I saw blood stains on her dress in between her legs.
She wasn’t speaking
