WRITER'S POV
Sam didn't mean to freak her out but he knows how sensitive she is and he regretted calling her right then, he should have waited till daybreak before calling.
He has no choice now but to tell her and pray she gets Sandra to help her come to the hospital to avoid her dying even before seeing their daughter to know if she's surviving or not.
"Rose is sick, we are at the City's Central Hospital, she's fine, I promise you" He tried coolly as he swiped sweat off his forehead.
"Oh, God" Eva's heart leaped just the same way as her as she flew across the room to get herself out of the suddenly hot room, she forgot how to draw in air.
"Eva! Don't act rash, okay? I promise she's doing fine, trust me" He assured her though he doesn't know if she's still listening.
"I will be there right away!" She smashed the phone to a corner and ran outside into the cool night air.
