CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE
“Sarah!”
Lucas is by my side and I shaky my head, trying to breathe through the pain.
“I’m fine,” I gasp, feeling as if something is stabbing me. “The baby is fine. It’s something else. I don’t know-“
I suddenly have the urge to throw up and I do.
But what comes out of me isn’t vomit but dark blood.
I feel instantly better, even as a part of me feels weak. I clutch on to Lucas’s forearms, my head dazed, “Water. Please.”
He hands me a glass which I chug down, shaking.
“What the hell, Sarah?!” I can hear the terror underneath the growl.
He doesn’t wait for an answer, shouting out to the person on the other side of the door, “Get Tina!”
Tina is with us within minutes, checking me, her healing energy running all over me.
“You’re fine,” Her face is tense. “Do you feel anything?”
I shake my head, mutely, “A little weak but nothing else.”