#Chapter 387 The Witness

  After dressing quickly and rushing to the hospital, we found Justin pacing outside a hospital room on the maternity floor.   He looked frazzled. It made me feel guilty for not answering my phone when he called to tell me about Amy.   “How is she?” I asked, clinging nervously to Victor.   “They gave her something to stop the contractions,” he answered in a shaky voice. “I don’t know if it worked. The doctor is with her now.”   I hugged him. “Amy and the baby will be okay. This is the best hospital in Denhurst. They handle cases of early labor all the time.”   His eyes filled with hope. “Really?”   “Absolutely,” Victor insisted and patted his shoulder. “They know what they’re doing here.”   “She’s been working too hard at the shelter,” Justin grumbled. “It’s too much for her now, especially while she’s keeping up with her classes. I begged her to hire someone to help her.”   “I didn’t know she was still working that much at the shelter,” I said. “She complains about be