Sarah
The pain intensifies, radiating through my lower back. I press my hand to my belly, panic rising in my throat.
Something's wrong. Something's very wrong.
I manage to find my voice. "Matthew!" I cry out, the fear making it come out as a strangled sob.
Footsteps thunder down the hall. Matthew appears first, his face transforming from lingering irritation to alarm in an instant.
"Sarah!" He drops to his knees beside me. "What's wrong?"
"I don't—" The pain cuts me off, sharper this time. I clutch at his arm. "I am scared."
Josh and Rebecca appear in the hallway, their faces blurring in my vision.
"Call 911," Matthew barks, and I hear Rebecca fumbling for her phone.
"I'm bleeding," I whisper, the realization hitting me as I feel the warmth between my legs. "Matthew, I'm bleeding."
His face goes pale. He scoops me up into his arms with surprising gentleness, his previous anger completely vanished.
