Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 193 Can't Be Without You

"Dakato!"

Blood spread across Dakato's back as the dagger was yanked out, dripping red. She spun around and kicked the attacker to the ground, sending the dagger clattering away.

Even with her wound, Dakato fought like a beast against the men rushing her. Fairness and morality? Nowhere to be found as they ganged up on her.

Using every ounce of strength to protect me, Dakato was eventually overpowered and knocked down.

"Stop! I know someone hired you. How much did she pay? I'll double it. Just get us to a hospital, and I'll pay you right now." I fought through the searing pain in my abdomen, using my last bit of strength to negotiate.

"Hospital? More like sending you to hell." They looked down at us smugly, like beating up two women was some big accomplishment.

"How much do you want? Name your price."

At this point, money was the least of my worries. I just needed to keep the two little lives inside me safe, no matter the cost.

Hearing this, the men exchanged glances, looking tempted.

I trembled with pain but tried to stay calm, continuing to plead with them.

"Killing us won't do you any good. You won't get away with it. My husband won't let you off. If you let us go, I can give you enough money to live comfortably for the rest of your lives." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a warm flow from my lower body.

I knew my water had broken. If we delayed any longer, the babies wouldn't make it. I grabbed the pant leg of the man closest to me. "Please, take me to the hospital."

He lifted his leg and kicked me. As he prepared to kick again, the sound of police sirens echoed in the distance.

"The cops are here. Let's go. That woman's babies probably won't make it anyway," one of them said.

They fled quickly, and my consciousness grew increasingly blurry from the intense pain.

Later, I felt myself being lifted up.

The urgent sound of ambulance sirens filled the air.

"Emily, hold on!" a frantic voice called out to me.

Those words brought tears to my eyes.

Was it my imagination?

Why did I hear Ethan's voice?

In my hazy state, I felt many people around me. I heard the crisp sound of metal instruments being placed into a tray.

A broad hand held mine, its warmth so familiar.

"The patient's condition is critical. The amniotic fluid is gone, and there's severe internal bleeding. We can only save either the mother or the babies," a serious voice said, probably the doctor. "Save the mother." I heard a firm reply.

"Your wife is carrying twins," the doctor reminded.

said save the mother." His voice

the babies? How

little lives were

ear, "Honey, stay with me. What do you want to

open my eyes, but everything was blurry. Only the

the babies are yours. You can't abandon them," I

I only want you. Don't be afraid; I won't let anything happen to you." He

with panic, fear, and helplessness, all

are you waiting for? Save the

I heard Ethan roar.

affect our surgery," the doctor

Just save her." He

too much blood," the

mine," Ethan said

his words, my weak consciousness was still deeply

was in

save my babies!"

wasn't sure if my voice was

can have more children, but I

these twins. I might never have another

be okay." Ethan tried to keep me conscious, but my mind grew foggy. His

the last recording, the heart-wrenching photo. Ethan, didn't you

much time had passed, but I thought I heard a baby crying. The sound felt distant but hit me right in the feels. I cried

Hearing the baby's cry, I couldn't hold on and fell into a deep sleep. I had a long dream. I walked through so many places-Starlight City, Seabreeze Harbor, a

The alley was bustling. My parents were still around, and I was their beloved daughter. I left home with my backpack, and

up, we're gonna

it while I walked beside him. We left Broadway Alley and navigated

the entrance. He looked imposing in the driver's seat. He started the truck, waved, and told me to

to shout for him not to leave, but no sound came out. His truck got farther

But in

Dad!' I

You have to be strong and live well.

like it was

the direction where Dad had

familiar voice called me, pulling

my eyes, and the first

pain, and the joy of seeing me awake, all

you're finally awake!" His hoarse voice was

hand to his lips, kissing the back of it, and tears fell from his

my dream?" I

back of my hand,

dream, and the voice saying "save

the babies?" I grabbed

The nurse took them for

relief and closed my