Vivian's POV

The last hour had been tough on Jessica, the men were working on his back and ribs. She lifted her back off the table, breathing hard, before she dropped back down. When she did, I smelled blood. "HELP!! TERI, ANYONE!" I yelled through the closed door, hoping they would hear.

This was bad, we both smelled it, we both knew what it meant. I lifted the blanket, it was stained in blood, her underwear soaked in it already. "Vivian... remember your promise. Save the baby. Name her Eve, care for her as your own."

"I will," I said as I pulled the tray over. The bleeding was getting...