*Elio*
“She’s beautiful,” Cat sniffed, holding our baby girl in her arms.
I couldn’t tell if the tears falling from her eyes were her being overwhelmed with love and adoration for our baby or the sheer exhaustion of what she went through.
“Yeah,” I said shakily, sitting by her side and tightly holding her hand. I could tell from my reflection in the window that I was still pale.
The miracle of birth was just as beautiful as it was horrifying. Hearing her screams in pain for hours, unable to do anything but just stand by her side and have her nearly break my hand in half had wrecked my nerves through the roof.
I thought my heart had stopped when the doctors told us they needed to do an emergency C-section.
