[Edward's P.O.V.]
By the time I had rushed into the guest room, I heard the moans and sobs from my mate. I immediately noticed that she was completely covered in cold sweat.
"Mona?" I shook her, trying to get her to open her eyes but she didn't respond at all.
"Mom, call Dr. Baldwin!"
"He's on his way." My mother anxiously paced back and forth with Phil in her arms.
Within seconds, Dr. Baldwin pushed the door open and came in. He trotted to the bed to observe my mate, then he opened her eyes and touched her forehead with his hands. He even pried open her mouth.
"It looks like Ms. Mona is having a nightmare," said he. We tried to wake her again but failed.
I didn't fully agree with Dr. Baldwin because this was very strange and unlike her. My mate was not a heavy sleeper, especially after she had Felix.
In the end, I had no other choice. I dialed a number and spoke succinctly over the phone.
