Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0526

Coldness fills my body as my breath comes rapidly. I can't breathe as the pain in my chest intensifies. I bring Gunner close to me, holding on to him like he is a lifeline.

This can't be happening. This can't be happening. She has to be fine.

I repeat those words over and over again like a fucking mantra, because it's the only thing that's keeping me from losing it.

Something has to give. She can't leave now. Not when Gunner just decided to give her a chance. To accept her back into his life. I know my son, Emma, dying would devastate him. He's only wish was to have a mother. For Emma to be his mother and accept him. It would be cruel if he finally got the chance only for him to lose her.

*She's okay. She's okay," Eric announces, relief sounding in his voice.

I have never been so happy to hear words. The relief is immense as a ray of hope begins to shine in the otherwise dark cloud that had surrounded us.

I sink against the van. Air whooshes out of me in relief. I watch her vitals like a hawk. Praying nothing happened again. My eyes keep alterating from her vitals to the rising of her chest. Those two keep me sane. Keep me from completely losing it. Like I said, no matter what, Emma will always have a special place in my heart.

I am so focused on her that I don't register the fact that the van has stopped. It's only when the door opens that it finally hits me. We were at the hospital. They gently get her out of the van, and we follow behind them.

Dad?" His voice is so small. It's filled

because how can

pick our pace and run after them. They rush to the emergency section, shouting orders as a bunch of nurses and doctors start rushing

to Radiology. I need those results now," one of the doctors urges as he moves Emma and

later, they come out

little thing overwhelms me. I am

I tell him. "I need to make a phone call and

on the door they took Emma in. He just nods his

please use your telephone? I left mine at

rushed in?" she asks, her

"Yes,"

she hands

number or Travis's. I calm down, pushing away the panic that was threatening to overcome me. I dial the only other number

"Hello"

say, my voice

Is that you? What's wrong? Is everything okay with Gunner? You sound terrified," she throws the questions at me rapidly, without giving