Eleanor Weaver.

9 months later;

Ryan POV:

That hard and painful time was once again there. Everything is fun until I see her in excruciating pain. Ana held my hand so tight that her knuckles went pale while my fingers turned blue as the circulation had been cut off. But that doesn't matter. She is popping my baby out of her vagina... I am in no position to complain.

"Push." The doctor said.

I put my other hand on her too and gave it a firm squeeze. "You can do it." I whispered and leaned down to kiss her sweaty forehead.

"This is so-" her breathing was shallow and the tears were rolling from the corner of her eyes. Ana was practically wretched at this point and damn... I shouldn't have forced her into having another baby.

"We are never doing this again." I promised her and even in the exhausting state, she managed to smile. I can't help but fall harder for her every single second of my life.

"You realised this really soon and I thought that you want a whole soccer team." She mocked me and on the