Micheal finally pulled into the hospital parking lot; Della's eyes scanned the building, her mind still reeling from the events that had transpired. She could feel the weight of the unknown settling in, and she knew that she needed to get her and the baby checked out as soon as possible.
Micheal got out of the car and went round to open the door for Della. He gently helped her out of the car, and his grandmother quickly rushed over to take Della's arm, guiding her towards the hospital entrance.
“I got you, Della. Let's keep going.” Mrs Thompson encouraged Della when she kept stopping. Feeling sick, Della mustered a smile and nodded.
Inside the hospital, Della was led to a private room, where a nurse took her vitals and began to examine her. Micheal and Mrs Thompson sat in the waiting a
