He drops us off at the emergency entrance and I help her inside. A nurse quickly puts her into a wheelchair and takes her away.

It takes me almost forty minutes to fill out all of Sydney’s paperwork. Mainly, because I don’t know a lot of the answers, especially when it comes to her family’s medical history, but also because I can’t focus on any of it at this moment. My thoughts keep going back to her and what is going on with her baby.

I hold Nicholas’ hand and hope more than anything that both she and the baby are going to be fine. I keep trying James’s number and leave him five messages but he still doesn’t reply. But when Nicholas tries, he answers.

“He’s actually in Boston,” Nicholas says, hanging up. “He’ll be here soon.”

“What do you mean he’s in Boston? Isn’t he working at his new job in New York? Sydney said that he has crazy hours there.”

Nicholas doesn’t meet my eyes and instead just looks down.

“He’s cheating on her again, isn’t he?” I ask.

He doesn’t respond. He doesn’t have to. I am pretty certain that he is.

Nicholas takes my hand into his. “I'm sorry he’s such an asshole,” he whispers. “I had no idea he was really like this. I wish I had never introduced them.”

“Me, too,” I whisper. Except that’s not really true. Without them meeting, then we would’ve never met either.

Hours pass. Sydney’s mom comes by but doesn’t stay. She says that she has an event that she can’t miss but will be by later. It’s a shitty thing to do but I’m glad that I don’t have to make small talk with her in the waiting room.

“Where is he?” I turn to Nicholas. “Have you heard anything?”

He shakes his head and dials his number again. When Nicholas gets up and takes the call privately, a doctor walks up to me.

He asks if I’m the next of kin. I tell him that she’s my best friend and roommate and her mother isn’t here.

“Good,” the doctor says, smiling slightly. “She told me that under no circumstances does she want to see her.”

I nod and furrow my brow, not sure what is going on.

He shows me to her room and I motion to Nicholas to come over after he’s done. In the middle of the room, I see her sitting up in the adjustable bed. Her face is almost without color but there’s a smile on her face. I let out a small sigh of relief.

“You are one lucky girl,” the doctor says. “If you didn’t get here when you did, you would’ve lost the baby.”

She nods and looks at Nicholas with tears in her eyes.