The steady beeping of the heart monitor was the first sound Amelia heard.It was slow.Rhythmic.Comforting.She blinked several times before the white ceiling above her came into focus. The faint scent of antiseptic filled the room, reminding her exactly where she was.The hospital.Memories of the previous afternoon rushed back all at once—the pain, Adrian's panicked voice, Damian carrying her to the car, the frantic drive, the doctor's worried expression.Instinctively, her hand moved to her stomach.She closed her eyes.Please...A gentle knock interrupted her thoughts.The door opened quietly, and the doctor walked in with a warm smile."Good morning, Amelia."Amelia managed a weak smile."Good morning.""How are you feeling?""Tired.""That's expected."The doctor checked the chart hanging at the foot of the bed before looking back at her."The pain has stopped?"Amelia nodded."It has.""Good."The doctor pulled a chair closer."I know yesterday frightened you."Amelia swallowe
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