Chapter 92

Jacob POV

I am woken up by the buzzing of my phone on the nightstand. When I answer, it’s Dr. Richards on the line, “Mr. Collin, you need to come to the hospital now.”

My brain sends signals to my limbs to move into action. Like a robot, I mechanically get dressed in the dark and rush to Liam’s room. He’s fast asleep, but I need to get him into the car. I can’t afford to lose precious time by calling someone over to babysit, so I bundle him up and carry him into the elevator.

While we’re on our way down to the parking garage, he opens his eyes, “Dad, what’s going on?”

I shush him back to sleep and he’s back in dreamland.

The drive to the hospital is excruciating. Dr. wouldn’t have called me at this hour if it wasn’t an emergency. My mind keeps on playing different scenarios, all of them leading to the same end results.

Keeping my concentration on the road is proving difficult and I struggle to keep to the speed limit, scared that I may get there too late.

When I get there, I leave the