Silent Promises

Don’s POV.

I couldn’t stop pacing. The scent of the hospital made my stomach twist, but it wasn’t the smell that had me on edge. No, it was the sight of my kids, unconscious, hooked up to IVs. They were fine, or at least the doctors said they would be. But I couldn’t get rid of the image of them being taken from me. The panic, the fear in Vivienne’s eyes…those damn images haunted me, tugged at me.