He wanted to tell her to go rest, but he also knew it was useless. Petal could be as stubborn as a mule sometimes, and when she had her mind set on something, it was nearly impossible to sway her.
Instead, he reached out, covering her hand with his own. It was a simple gesture, a silent reassurance that he was there, that she wasn't alone.
As Ethan sat next to her, his eyes took in every feature of her face. The dark lashes that framed her hazel eyes, the way her dark hair fell over one shoulder, the natural pink in her cheeks. But more than that, it was seeing her pregnant that stirred his emotions the most; she was carrying his child inside her, a new life they had created together. She was beautiful, more beautiful than he had ever seen her.
