Chapter 37

Killian

Bleeding.

The minute my mother barged into the room and told me that Hope had been bleeding, my blood ran cold.

"What do you mean she's bleeding?" I was breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath from nearly being strangled to death by my father who seemed as shocked as I was. "I don't fucking understand."

My mother panicked in front of me, her hands red with blood, Hopes blood. "She's losing your baby Killian, we need to get her to the hospital!"

"Where the hell is she?"

"She's in the study. Hurry!"

I forgot everything else right after those words and raced out of the door but the moment I barged into the room and saw her sitting on the chair, the look of pure torture on her face as linings of blood stained her thighs and then slid down her legs, I froze. It felt like someone had cracked open my ribs and squeezed the life out of my beating heart.

Hope.

Blood.

The baby.

"Killian don't just stand there, do something!" Mother barked at me and air rushed back into my lung