Brielle’s POV“I won’t tell him,” Martha had promised in the ambulance. I held on to those words as the light above me came into focus. An IV tugged at the back of my hand, and my wrist ached beneath thick bandages. The side of my head throbbed.Martha sat beside the bed with her hands folded in her lap. When she noticed I was awake, she leaned forward. “Miss Brielle, you're awake. Don't try to sit up yet, just breathe.”“Where am I?”“At the hospital. Arthur and I brought you here last night, and the doctors have been watching you closely.”I slipped my good hand beneath the blanket and pressed it against my stomach. The familiar roundness was gone, and panic rushed through me. “The babies, Martha. Are they all right?”“The doctor is coming to explain everything. Please, just hold on.”“Did Gideon come? Has he called?”Martha looked down before meeting my eyes again. “No. He hasn't been here, and there haven't been any calls.”I stared at her, trying to understand how he could leave
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