From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 425

Chapter 425

Chapter 240: Wherever Roman Goes

Savannah

I woke up screaming.

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Not softly. Not gently. I jolted awake like someone had ripped me out of a nightmare by the throat, my lungs burning as I sucked in air,

my heart slamming so violently against my ribs it hurt.

My hands flew to my stomach before my eyes even fully opened.

I pressed my palms there–hard. Desperate. As if I could physically shield my baby from everything that had gone wrong. As if I could still

feel it, reassure myself that it was still inside me. Still alive. Still safe.

“Oh God–no, no, no-‘

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“Savannah!”

Alyssa’s voice cut through the fog as she rushed to my bedside, her hands hovering uselessly over me, unsure where to touch. “Jesus Christ, Sav, slow down. Take it easy. You’re going to hurt yourself-”

“Where is my baby?” I gasped, my voice breaking as panic flooded me all at once. My vision blurred instantly. “Where is my baby? Is my

child okay?”

Her face paled.

“Savannah, calm down,” she said quickly, gripping my wrist to stop my frantic movements. “The baby is fine. Your child is okay.”

I shook my head violently. “No. Don’t lie to me. Please don’t lie to me.” My throat closed as tears spilled over. “Tell me the truth, Alyssa,

Tell me if my baby is really okay.”

“I swear to you,” she said, her voice firm now, grounding. “You can ask the doctor yourself. It was a stress–induced bleeding. That’s all. The baby is fine. Everything is fine–for now.”

“For now?” I echoed weakly.

She hesitated. Then sighed. “You scared us, Sav. You scared me. You were pushing yourself too hard. Running on adrenaline. Not thinking about the baby. We might not be so lucky next time.”

Guilt hit me like a punch to the chest. “I didn’t mean to,” I whispered. “I wasn’t thinking. Are you sure the baby’s okay? Julius hit me–he

elbowed me-”

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“Hey.” Alyssa softened instantly, squeezing my hand. “Your baby is fine. It’s strong. That’s a tough little fighter you got in there.” She

managed a faint smile. “It’ll take more than that to chase it away.”

My shoulders sagged as relief finally broke through the terror. A sob tore out of me, raw and uncontrollable. I covered my face, shaking as

everything I’d been holding in crashed down at once.

Then it hit me. Roman.

“What about Roman?” I cried, my head snapping up. “Where is he? Where is my fiancé?” The words tumbled over each other. “Is he out of

surgery? Is he okay? Can I see him? What day is it today?”

Alyssa’s smile vanished. “Savannah-”

“Please,” I begged. “Please, just tell me.”

“You passed out yesterday. It’s a new day today.” She exhaled slowly. “Roman is out of surgery. He’s alive.”

The breath I released was loud, shaky, almost painful. “Oh God,” I whispered. “Thank God.”

“But—” she added carefully, “you can’t see him right now. The doctors advised against it.”

I didn’t care. I didn’t even argue. I just collapsed back against the pillows, covering my face as tears poured down my cheeks. It felt like

waking into a nightmare that refused to end.

“I don’t know what to do anymore,” I sobbed. “Everything feels wrong. Like this isn’t real. Like I’m stuck in some horrible dream I can’t wake up from.” My chest tightened painfully. “It feels like my world is falling apart. I feel like I’m drowning, Alyssa. Like I’m losing my

mind.”

She leaned forward, alarmed, when I tugged at my hair. “Sav, stop–don’t do that. You need help. You need to talk to someone. You’re

losing your mind.”

“I can’t do this,” I cried. “I can’t survive it if something happens to him. I won’t.” My voice broke completely. “I’ll die. I’ll just… I’ll just

kill myself and join him-”

“Savannah!” Alyssa gasped, horrified. “Stop it. Don’t say that. What is wrong with you? Have you completely lost it?”