A mysterious woman

The door burst open, and a group of nurses rushed in. They carefully lifted Lilianna onto a stretcher, moving with practiced urgency as Dylan trailed behind.

He followed them to the ER but was stopped at the doors as they wheeled her inside. Dylan stood there helplessly; his fists clenched at his sides. Sinking into a chair, Dylan dropped his head into his hands, his body trembling with fear and guilt.

Lilianna was pregnant after four years of her marriage, and Dylan dreaded the fact that she would miscarry. The thought was unbearable. What would he tell her husband? How could he face him?

"It's my fault." Dylan blamed himself. He shouldn't have called her in the first place.

Justin hurried down the hallway, his expression tense with concern as he spotted Dylan slumped in a chair outside the ER. His usually composed boss looked completely undone, his face pale and his hands trembling slightly. He couldn't understand what had happened to him.