Hazel's POV
"Something is wrong," I gasped, gripping the bathroom sink so hard my knuckles turned white, the sharp pain low in my stomach stealing the breath straight from my lungs.
Julian was beside me in seconds, his phone still glowing on the nightstand forgotten entirely, Adrian's threat suddenly meaningless against the sight of blood on my nightgown.
"Hazel, look at me," he said, his voice shaking despite the careful control he tried to force into it. "We are going to the hospital right now. Stay with me."
"The baby," I whispered, terror clawing up my throat faster than I could speak it. "Julian, if something happens to the baby."
"Nothing is going to happen," he said, though his own face had gone the color of ash. "I will not let it. Just breathe. Please, just breathe with me."
