"My baby will be okay, right?" asked Hayle, who had just been transferred from a helicopter to a bed in the nearest major hospital from the hotel.
"He'll be fine. He's as strong as you and me," Jaxter said, holding Hayle's hand as they rushed into the hospital's emergency room.
Hayle tried to smile, but her face was contorted with pain. She believed Jaxter's words; Roberto always said he was a man of his word.
Their hands had to part as Hayle entered one of the rooms in the emergency department. For the first time, Jaxter looked truly distraught and worried about what was happening. Seeing doctors and nurses immediately attending to Hayle made his heart ache for the first time. Despite the bruises now visible on her body, she could still inquire about the condition of their baby. It had
