Chapter 22 DAMIAN'S P.O.V I was in the office, trying to focus, but a knot of unease had been twisting in my gut all day. Then, the phone rang. It was Y/N's driver, his voice tight with worry. He told me she'd gone to the hospital. A cold dread washed over me. Even though she'd been acting different lately, I’d told myself she was fine. I'd had to believe that. I immediately called to check the hospital she went to, my heart pounding in my chest. It turned out to be one of my own facilities. I didn't waste another second. I left the office and drove there myself, my mind racing with a thousand terrifying possibilities. A few moments later… I burst into the hospital, my pulse hammering in my ears. I scanned the room, my eyes locking on her. She was speaking to a doctor, her voice low and desperate. "...appointment...kill my baby..." The words hit me like a physical blow. "WHAT?" I bellowed, my voice cutting through the hushed atmosphere of the hospital, raw with disbelief and fury.