You got to the hospital as soon as you got the call. You saw Frankie, his head on his hands as she rested his elbows on his knees. He looked stressed and worried.

"What happened?" You asked as soon as you got to him. He stood up, tears in his eyes. You had never seen him this worried before.

"I... I swear to God I..." His voice broke. "I should've done something sooner. I should've seen it... She was-... God I'm a horrible father..." He said as he ran a hand over his face.