IP ward. She still wore her white lab coat, her ches

. The screen was illuminated, playing a looped video of

to Seraphina's room. She

hick white bandage wrapped around her

from her fingers, hitting the li

anket. She stared at Seraphina's legs and arms. Massive, dark pur

instantly categorized the injuries.

hought of Alistair's cold, ruthless

he pointed a trembling finger at the dropped phone

her elbows. Pain shot through h

over. "He beat you until you lost the baby! I'

abbed the hospital phone

bbed Clara's wrist, her fingers d

l the cops, he will crush you. You'll

s echoed on the tile. Alistair walked down the corridor, a dark cloud of fury

to yank her arm away. "I do

er slightly open door. She saw the shadow of a man

r was l

second. She needed Alistair to stop hunting her. She needed h

ting on the bedside table and hurled it violently against the wall. It shatter

stumbled backward

omach, and let out a loud, agonizing wail. She grabbed Clara's coat, pulling the docto

ze. His hand hovered

cried out, her voice carrying clearly in

e word 'miscarried' slammed

t out a dry, harsh laugh. The sound

y syllable pierced the crack in the do

wn at her best friend, con

empty. "I threw myself off that cliff. I wanted

gid. The blood drained from his face. His fists cl