Amelia's eyes were tightly closed, her face pale and covered in cold sweat, and her breathing was rapid, like a dehydrated fish.
"Amy, Amy?"
The situation was really frightening, and even his voice trembled when he called out to her, unsure of what had happened to her.
Amelia was awoken from her nightmare by the man's voice; when she opened her eyes, she was still somewhat dazed, mumbling, "Blood, so much blood..."
Blood?
Daniel Cooper's eyes darkened in an instant as he lifted the covers and looked beneath the woman, only to find the light-colored bedsheet clean and dry, and her nightgown free of any stains.
His heart felt like it had been on a rollercoaster, dropping back into place from his throat with a thud.
It had scared him to death; for a moment, he had thought that something had gone wrong with the child in her womb.
