Chapter 68. Concerned

Tristan's POV

I was still standing on my spot as David rushed Elona to the hospital, my heart was beating at a rapid pace. I wasn't sure what was going on. I know that she was in some sort of pain or not feeling well on camp, but if it got to this extent then why did she push herself through it and have s^x?

Sh^t, was it because of me? Was I too rough? Did I hurt her that badly?

"Dad," Cris snapped me out of my trance as she gently placed her hand on my arm. "Can we go to the hospital please?" she asked softly, panic laced in her voice. When I looked at her, I could see panic. Huge eyes looking at me.

"You can go, I will finish with tidying up over here," Eric stepped into the lounge.

I nodded, "Thanks," I told him, and then my gaze fell on Cris again. "Of course, let's go," I said,