Logan's POV

I'm rushing to Nadine's side, thankful for the vest that saved my life. I can see the pain on her face, blood seeping from her wound. I scream for the paramedics, trying to numb my pain because she needs me now more than ever.

"Stay with me, Nadine!" I shake her gently, desperate to keep her awake. But she smiles weakly, her eyes filled with pain, and holds my face. "Take care of our son," her voice barely audible.

My heart shatters as she slowly closes her eyes. "Nadine, no!" I shout, with grief. The paramedics arrive, and I watch in a daze as they place her on...