She was gripping the edge of the crib with white knuckles - he was probably right with his assessment of her, although she didn't realise it. "What is this place?" She finally looked up at Jax as she shook her head. "Where did I bring our son? I thought this was supposed to be safe, Jax."
She tipped her head back as she took another deep breath, blowing it out as she forced her tone to even out. "A man bumped into me on my way to the hospital, today. He-" She licked her lips, and she knew they shouldn't talk about it in here, not where they could wake the boys, but she continued anyway. "He had no face, Jax. Not- not like it had been burned off or scars from surgery, or that he was malformed, he just had no face. It was blank." She kept trying to both think of it, and not think of it, because of the horrors involved. Because of how freaking awful it was.
She'd been sort of like this a couple of times before, although not quite this bad. Usually when there was a case at the hospital that was really, really bad abuse, really bad damage to a baby, every once in a while it shook her the hell up.
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She tipped her head back as she took another deep breath, blowing it out as she forced her tone to even out. "A man bumped into me on my way to the hospital, today. He-" She licked her lips, and she knew they shouldn't talk about it in here, not where they could wake the boys, but she continued anyway. "He had no face, Jax. Not- not like it had been burned off or scars from surgery, or that he was malformed, he just had no face. It was blank." She kept trying to both think of it, and not think of it, because of the horrors involved. Because of how freaking awful it was.
She'd been sort of like this a couple of times before, although not quite this bad. Usually when there was a case at the hospital that was really, really bad abuse, really bad damage to a baby, every once in a while it shook her the hell up.