*Jared*
The soft, rhythmic sound of Eliza’s breathing woke me up. She was in a deep sleep, her body curled against mine. She felt so warm and cozy against me. I tightened my arms around her for a moment, basking in her warmth and the love I could feel radiating off of her.
I moved my hand to her stomach where our child was growing.
There was nothing I wouldn’t do to protect her and our baby.
Leaning in, I kissed Eliza’s forehead. I bent down and kissed her stomach.
She sighed and snuggled into the pillows.
Smiling, I gently pulled away from her, careful not to wake her. She needed all the rest she could get so our child grew healthy and strong.
I went to the kitchen and started preparing a hearty breakfast. Gemma had made me promise that I would feed Eliza well and make sure to keep her hydrated. No one, including me, wanted her to pass out again or push herself too much anymore.
