EIGHTY FOUR

ASHLEY'S P.OV

I was starting to get scared.

I didn't tell Kellan, though; he's been a constant support these past few days while we stayed at the hospital. He has never left, not even once; he made sure I ate all my meals on time and assured me that our daughter would be born fine and healthy.

But I was worried still, before now, my daughter usually kicked a lot, I could feel her most of the time because she was mostly awake, but for the past three days we've been here, her movements are slow, not the sharp kicking pain that makes me wince

Kellan didn’t know about this yet. He was already taking on so much on his shoulders, and I couldn't add this bit. Between planning with July on how to stop Genevieve and receiving calls from Lockar about how his presence was desperately needed, he was already taking too much

Kellan was doing everything to make sure our daughter was born into safety. Every time I look at him, my heart aches in my chest, at the faint exhaustion always clouding his fe