Hello, beautiful.

"Jake, wake up."

"Wake up Jake."

"Jake!"

My eyes fling open and I jump upwards, glancing around the room in a panic.

"What's wrong? Who died? What's happening?" I question, wide-eyed as I look at Emily. She's sitting up in bed, her eyes drawn in and tired. The sun is out in full force, lighting up the room with a warm iridescent glow. As soon I establish there's no danger lurking around, I frown at her.

"Are you okay? Are you in pain?" I ask, taking hold of her hand. I bring it up to my lips, placing a soft kiss on the back. Even though she's awake, her muscles are limp, exhausted. She gives me a small smile. Her eyes are filled with a sadness that breaks my heart, a glossy sheen covering them as she struggles to not let the tears fall.

"Oh muffin, what's wrong?" I ask quietly, my heart jolting from the pain in her face. My eyebrows crease with worry and I wait patiently for her answer.

"I don't know where our baby is.

Her words are broken, heart shattering.