I'm Done Playing Along
"Petra's the one who got hurt. I barely pushed you, but you're screaming about bleeding.
"Your period isn't even due until next week."
I was breaking apart, my voice cracking into sobs. "Exactly! My period isn't until next week, so why am I bleeding?"
After six years of agonizing hope, I did not dare name what might be happening. All I knew was that I had to get to a hospital.
"Declan, I'm begging you, please open the door. I'm really bleeding!"
Before Declan could answer, Petra's tearful voice drifted in from somewhere behind him.