The bedroom door was locked. One hard kick forced it open.
Nina was lying on the floor beside the bed, one arm wrapped protectively around her stomach. Her face was swollen, and every breath sounded painful. The sight nearly shattered my composure.
Her eyes fluttered open when I knelt beside her. “The baby,” she whispered weakly.
I checked her pulse and reassured her that help was coming. Moments later, Derek appeared behind me claiming she had fallen. But the fear in Nina’s eyes whenever he moved told a completely different story-
