Amelia's POV THE NEXT DAY I blinked my eyes many times, trying to adjust my sight to the fancy surroundings. Everything screams money! "Oh goodness! It's been seven hours," A woman exclaimed happily as she ran to my side. "My baby," I struggled to speak as the words came out in a cough. "Sorry,” She gently rubbed my arm. “Your baby is in good condition. You don't have to worry." She calmed me down with a warm smile. I felt relief wash through my soul, but I looked away sadly when my last moment with Ashton replayed in my head. A tear slid from my eyes as I bit my lips, determined to get back on my feet, stronger and healthier, for the sake of my unborn child. My thoughts were distracted by the entrance of an elegantly dressed old woman. She was the same person whom I had expected to be the cause of my death, but she had saved my life instead. "Welcome, Granny West" The woman beside me moved back, "You can leave," Granny West dismissed her. "Thank you so much
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