Ambrose remembers clearly as though it happened yesterday. He had never forgotten every single moment he had spent his time with his beloved wife.
The day Airella was pregnant with Lucien, her health deteriorated. Even though she was suggested to give up the baby for her health, she refused and fought till the very end.
It wasn't an easy delivery however, Airella was able to last even for a few hours. Ambrose watched how his wife held their daughter in her arms. He remembered every word she had said.
"I want to name her Lucien." She spoke with a weak voice though that gentle smile still stayed.
Ambrose didn't complain or question, he simply nodded his head sitting beside her by the bed.
