The contractions became stronger almost immediately.<\/p>\n
I tried calling Evan.<\/p>\n
No answer.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
I called Margaret.<\/p>\n
Straight to voicemail.<\/p>\n
I attempted to gather my hospital paperwork from the coffee table, but another contraction forced me to sit down.<\/p>\n
That was when fear finally replaced anger.<\/p>\n
Something was wrong.<\/p>\n
Very wrong.<\/p>\n
I called emergency services.<\/p>\n
By the time the ambulance arrived, I could barely reach the front door.<\/p>\n
A paramedic stood on the porch.<\/p>\n
The moment he saw me, his expression became serious.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am, are you here by yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
Another contraction hit.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy husband left.\u201d<\/p>\n
The paramedic stared at me for half a second before immediately calling the rest of the team inside.<\/p>\n
Within moments, medical equipment filled the living room.<\/p>\n
One paramedic monitored me while another contacted dispatch.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have a high-risk twin pregnancy with possible complications. Patient was found alone and requires immediate transport.\u201d<\/p>\n
Found alone.<\/p>\n
Those two words stayed with me.<\/p>\n
The room around us looked like evidence of everything that had happened.<\/p>\n
Hospital papers scattered across the coffee table.<\/p>\n
A chair pushed aside.<\/p>\n
My phone on the floor.<\/p>\n
No husband.<\/p>\n
No mother-in-law.<\/p>\n
No family.<\/p>\n
Only strangers who had arrived when the people who promised to protect me had chosen not to.<\/p>\n
The ambulance ride felt endless.<\/p>\n
One paramedic stayed beside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re going straight to Mercy General.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gripped the stretcher.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy babies?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re monitoring them. Stay with us.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
I stopped thinking about Evan.<\/p>\n
Stopped thinking about Margaret.<\/p>\n
There was only one thing left in my mind.<\/p>\n
Please let my daughters be okay.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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