Gray's POV
I walk back to my office after throwing up, the constant thoughts of what happened is still playing on repeat in my mind. Thinking about the baby, if Ivy is okay. I don't want any blood on my hands. I still hear my heart beating, all of the other sounds are drowned out.
"Are you okay?" All the sounds around me start to become clear. Sam places his hand at my lower back.
"No, I'm not" I say and it feels like I'm going to be sick again but I manage to keep it down. As we round the corner, Mark is on his phone in the hall, pacing. When I reach my office, he sees me.
I sit in my chair, Sam is looking at me with worry "Why don't you go home? You look pale" he says.
Mark enters my office. "Are you okay?" he asks me with concern.
"No, after what just happened, I'm not okay.
