Norris Moore was rushed in for a brain CT scan and was immediately taken out after it was completed.
She was transferred to the intensive care unit for further hospital observation.
The CT images couldn't be retrieved immediately, so Trenton Smith went to see Norris in her ward.
She had an oxygen mask over her face, her breathing somewhat rapid, her brow lightly furrowed, cold sweat sliding down from her temples across her pale face, seeming to still be enduring some pain.
Trenton walked over and sat by her bed, gently taking her icy fingers into his hand, lowering his gaze to her still flat abdomen.
She was really too thin, still slimmer than average after three months of pregnancy, her waist hardly a handful.
He watched her for a while, heart aching, then lowered his head slowly and rested his forehead against the back of her icy hand, taking a low breath.
