The warmth of his arms encircled Alice, filling her with a sense of security and comfort. She hugged him back, laying her head against him and inhaling the velvety sweetness of his scent.
Axel sobbed uncontrollably, and Alice hugged him tighter.
Stefan looked away and quietly left the room, giving them some privacy.
For a long time, Axel wasn’t able to speak. All he could do was cry in her arms and hold her tight.
“Axel…” Alice whispered. She stroked his back gently. “Axel…”
He didn’t respond.
“Careful tiger, you’re going to pop one of my stitches,” she said gently.
Axel quickly pulled back, moving his attention down to her stomach.
“Are you alright? Is it bleeding again?” he asked, pulling at her gown.
Alice laughed and grabbed his hands. He lifted his eyes to hers.
“I’m ok,” she whispered.
