CHAPTER 9
BRYCE
I arrive at Cook Memorial and follow the signs to the labor and delivery department.
After a lengthy explanation as to who I am and why I’m here to see Shelly, I’m finally given a visitor’s pass and told which room she’s in. I try to keep my head forward, but some of the screams cause me to take a glimpse into some of the rooms. All I see are exhausted women, some begging for drugs, others swearing at their loved ones. A rare few lie there looking content, and I assume that’s because they’ve already gotten their drugs.
Shelly’s room is the farthest down the hall, and I knock softly in case she’s already given birth, which I’m praying has happened. When I poke my head in, Miles is in a chair, looking as stressed out as I’ve ever seen him.
He bolts up as soon as he sees
