?Chapter 401:


    Dominic.


    “Makenna!” His voice was sharp, but my vision wavered. His face grew blurry as the world around me began to tilt. Before I could even register what was happening, darkness swallowed me whole. His frantic voice echoed in my ears as I fell into the void.


    In that endless ckness, I was no longer tethered to the world. A dreamlike scene unfolded—small arms clung to me, fragile and warm. A child’s innocent eyes gazed up at me with pure, unwavering trust. Their tiny arms wrapped around my waist, and they whispered in a voice so soft, yet so full of emotion, “Mommy, I almost left you forever. I don’t want to leave. Please take care of yourself, promise me?”


    It was strange, like a memory I never had. I wanted to ask—was this child mine? But before I could utter a word, another voice broke through the dream, pulling me back to reality.


    “Makenna! Wake up!”


    The fog began to lift. Slowly, I opened my eyes to see Alice’s tear-streaked face hovering above me. Her cheeks were wet, her voice shaking as she cried out, “Makenna! You’re awake!”


    Her relief was palpable, and without warning, she flung herself at me, wrapping her arms tightly around me. Her sobs shook us both as she cried out, “I thought… I thought I’d lost you!”


    Makenna’s POV:


    What happened to me? Why was I lying in a hospital bed? My head spun as if I had been yanked from a fever dream. A few disoriented shakester, things began to clear, though the room still tilted slightly.


    My voice came out ragged, as though I hadn’t spoken in years. “Alice… what happened?”


    Alice’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice breaking as she spoke. “You’ve been unconscious for two days, Makenna. We thought…” She swallowed hard, holding back a sob. “We thought we’d lost you.”


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    Two days? I had been out for two days? Panic surged in my chest, apanied by a flood of memories—disjointed but vivid. Every agonizing moment from before I cked out came rushing back, clenching at my heart. My chest tightened. The pain… it was unbearable.


    But Alice’s tear-streaked face made me force a smile I didn’t feel. I couldn’t let her see how shaken I was. “Hey,” I croaked, trying to sound nonchnt, “I’m fine now, right? Don’t worry.”


    Just as the words left my lips, a cold, sharp voice cut through the air. “Fine? Makenna, do you even realize you almost died?”


    I flinched. Bryan’s voice hit me like a p, and my eyes darted past Alice to see him sitting in a chair beside the bed. Dominic was there too, his expression t but no less intense.


    “I just fainted…” I stammered, blinking at them in confusion. “How could it be that serious?”


    Dominic’s face was unusually grim. His voice dropped low. “It wasn’t just fainting. You were too emotionally unstable, and your body was already weak. You almost had a miscarriage, Makenna. It could have killed both you and the baby.”


    His words hit me like a freight train. A miscarriage? The severity of my condition sank in, chilling me to the core.


    “I didn’t know,” I whispered, my voice small, fear curling in my chest. How could I have let things get this bad?


    “You didn’t know?” Bryan’s chair scraped against the floor as he stood, his anger radiating in every word. “You don’t take care of yourself, Makenna! How could you be so careless with…”


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