He continued to gaze at her, his eyes taking in every detail of her features. She looked so small, fragile even, lying there in bed. He knew she was strong, but the thought of her carrying their child, going through all the pain and discomfort without being able to express herself, filled him with anxiety.
His hand, still gently resting on her stomach, tightened slightly. He would do anything to make sure both Petal and their baby were safe and healthy. Even if it meant driving himself mad with worry.
As Petal stirred, her eyes fluttering open, she instantly noticed Ethan's intense gaze upon her. She could sense the worry in his eyes, the anxiety that he tried to hide.
She sat up slightly, a small frown marring her brow. She reached out, her hand finding his that was still resting on her stomach. She gave it a gentle squeeze, trying to reassure him.
