~Chapter 145~
Mae was laying, mostly submerged, in the warm waters of the wading pool in her private room, a tiny, beautiful baby girl, resting soundly on her stomach, only her upturned nose poking above the surface. She had all of her fingers, every toe, and the correct number of akress. Her heart rate was steady and her breathing stable. Everything pointed to her being healthy and perfect, but Mae couldn't bring herself to cease worrying. Even Jasper seemed well until he didn't.
