On the other end of the line, Elliot's hand gripped his phone tighter.
Half an hour later, he arrived at the hospital.
"Mr. Foster, I'm sorry. Your child couldn't be saved," said the doctor. "Miss Sanford passed out from sadness."
Rosalie was choking on her tears as she stood by the side. She could not speak.
Zoe's father, Richard, was carrying a black bag. His face was blue. In the bag he held was the dead fetus.
"Elliot, it was fine that you were unable to honor my daughter, however, ho