Chapter 18 HER RESPONSIBILITY

Beatrice's POV

The journey to the hospital seemed interminable, each passing second filled with weight of uncertainty.

My fucking mind is racing with thousands of unwavered questions. I cannot stop myself even more when I saw how pale my twins was.

Finally, the hospital loomed into a view, amidst the darkness of despair, I felt hope. While on the way hear in the hospital, I already called Dylan. He was sorry that he didn't pick up my call when it was urgent.

We're already in front of the hospital, and Dylan was the one who opened the door at the backseat. He was waiting in the emergency lobby and I felt so relieved about it.

As we took the twins in the hospital, worry weighed heave in the air, clouding the normally antiseptic environment of the emergency room. Nurses and physicians flocked about my twins, they take a quick actions contrasting sharply with the twins' immobility on the stretcher.

Inside the hospital room, the fluorescent lights hummed softly overhead, casting a clinical