The sound of the beeping of a heart monitor was the first sound Mackenna recognized when she regained consciousness. The time she’d spent working in the hospital plus the time she’d spent in one when she’d had meningitis, she knew the sound well. She wanted to open her eyes, but her head throbbed, even blinking made her want to cry.
As she lay there listening to the sounds of the equipment in the room, she felt her heart lurch as she heard Alessandro’s deep voice in the near vicinity. She fought against the pain in her head to open her eyes and found a pretty nurse standing over her.
“Ah Signora, you wake,” the sympathy on the nurse’s face made Mackenna’s heart ache. She knew deep down her baby was gone and this woman’s soft gentle voice telling her the doctor would be right in to talk w
