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Jack parked his car in a side road near the hospital without even bothering to check for parking restrictions. Fines and penalties were an irrelevance right now. He desperately needed to see Emily, needed to make sure she was okay.
Chrissie hadn’t given him much information on the phone — only that Emily had shown signs of early labour but had also begun to bleed. He didn’t need the details at that point — he’d just needed to get there, to be with her, to be there for her.
He jogged up the road towards the maternity unit of Mildenheath Hospital, panting Emily’s name at the receptionist as he got there, trying to recapture his breath enough to explain the circumstances and find out what was going on. The receptionist called for a doctor or midwife to come down, and Jack had an arduous
