Slipping Away

Fresh blood stained the clean white sheets beneath her.

My stomach twisted violently.

One of the nurses looked up.

“Her pressure is seventy over forty-eight!”

“We’re losing her!” another doctor yelled. “Move faster!”

I ran beside the stretcher, still holding Aria’s hand as they raced through the corridor.

“Aria!” I cried. “Baby, stay with me! Just keep looking at me!”

Her eyes slowly drifte