Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Five
The lights above her blurred as they rushed her down the hallway. She could not keep her eyes shut.
"Please," she kept saying, her fingers gripping the edge of the stretcher. "Please save my baby."
"We're doing everything we can," another nurse replied firmly.
The doors swung open and voices overlapped. Someone was giving instructions and there were a lot of movements that only irritated her.
"Stay with us." "Ma'am, can you hear me?" "How far along are you?"
She didn't know the answer. She wanted to ask how old her baby was. Asli tried to talk, but another wave of pain stole her breath. She forced herself not to black out. She refused.
"I'm not losing this child," she whispered through clenched teeth.
The words burned out of her, more like a vow than a plea. Her instincts screamed to threaten them, to command, to make them know and understand who she was.
But her body wouldn't obey.
