The air is thick with tension; the ever-so familiar scent of antiseptic fills your lungs, the bright lights and white-tiled ceiling being the only thing you see as you were rolled on a stretcher. You couldn’t hear anything at all as the ringing in your hear was constant—faces were distorted and time seemed to slow down for you.

Meanwhile, Keegan was pushing through people and doors as he rushed to get to you. By the time you were in the restricted space, Keegan ultimately had no choice but to hope for the best.

Though, not long after, a doctor rushes out and runs to Keegan.. ”I…She has lost a lot of blood..we’re trying our best to save her and the child but..I fear that we can only save one..” Something inside Keegan shattered; he didn’t know what to do..he didn’t want to lose both. You were his world, he couldn’t bare to live without you; your child was something that proved it all.

“Please..please just save her,” Keegan said as he tried to not break down then and there.