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Sara M Salvatore A Few Months Later “Are you seriously buying another set of baby socks, Sara, or are you just emotionally attached to tiny things now?” Amanda laughed as she held up a soft yellow onesie against her stomach, her eyes bright with excitement. Her belly bump was just as visible as mine. Even in her ravish outfit, I could see that she was almost due. I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t stop smiling as I reached for a set of white mittens. “They’re not just socks, Amanda, they’re necessary. And don’t act like you’re any better, you’ve picked up everything in this aisle.” She gasped dramatically, placing a hand over her chest. “Excuse me, I have self-control. This is called being prepared.” “Prepared for what, raising a whole daycare?” I teased, glancing at her overflowing basket before looking down at my own, which honestly wasn’t much better. We both burst into laughter, the kind that made people turn their heads, but neither of us cared. For a moment, everything f

Sara M Salvatore “Please… it hurts… I can’t do this anymore,” I cried out, my voice breaking as another contraction tore through me, stronger than anything before, leaving me gasping for air and gripping the sheets like they were the only thing keeping me grounded. “You have to push, Sara, we’re almost there,” one of the nurses said firmly, her hands steady even though I could hear the urgency in her tone. “I’ve been pushing,” I snapped weakly, tears sliding down my temples as I shook my head, my whole body trembling from exhaustion and pain. “Just a little more, Sara, your baby is coming, you’re doing so well,” another voice encouraged, but it felt distant, like I was slipping in and out of everything. “Kingsley… where is he… I need him,” I whispered, my voice cracking as I turned my head weakly toward the door, feeling more alone than I ever had. “I need my husband please or I won't push!“ “He’s right outside, but he can’t come in right now, you need to focus on your baby,” th

Sara M Salvatore “Where’s my baby?” I blurted out the moment my eyes snapped open, my voice hoarse and panicked as my heart started racing, my hands instinctively trying to move despite the heaviness in my body. My head was throbbing with intense pain, like he had woken up from a deep long comma. My forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Everything felt like a little foggy. “Sara, thank God you're awake. I was so worried about you,” Kingsley’s deep husky voice came quickly, filled with relief as he turned from the window, his blue eyes widening the moment he saw me awake, his shoulders dropping like a weight had just been lifted off him. I blinked, trying to focus through the throbbing in my head, my forehead damp with sweat, my arm heavy from the IV, but my gaze locked onto him instantly. He was holding the baby and for a second ?my breath caught. "Haa....My love...Where is she?" I spoke, my voice croaking. He rushed toward me carefully, cradling her close to his chest as

Tom McCarthy “Amanda!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, forcing panic into my voice as I stepped back from the shattered glass, my eyes wide as if I had just witnessed something horrifying. Her footsteps came rushing instantly. “What happened? Tom, what happened?” she cried, her voice shaking as she ran into the room, her face draining of color the moment she saw the mess on the floor and the baby in my arms. “There was a cat,” I said quickly, breathing hard like I had just fought something off, my chest rising and falling. “It jumped in through the window… it went straight for her.” “A cat?” she repeated, her voice breaking as she rushed toward me. “It knocked the vase over,” I continued, tightening my hold on the baby as she cried loudly. “The glass shattered… I tried to stop it but....” “Oh my God,” Amanda cried, snatching the baby from my arms, her hands shaking as she looked down at her. “She’s bleeding… Tom, she’s bleeding,” she sobbed, her voice filled with pure panic.

Sara M. Salvatore A Year Later “Amanda… it’s been a year, It's like you've just disappeared. Grandma asks about you every single day,” I said softly into the phone, shifting Elly slightly in my arms as she crawled across the bed in slow, unsteady movements, her small hands pressing into the sheets as if she was still learning the world, while my voice stayed controlled but carried a tiredness I could no longer hide. “I know… I’m sorry, Sara,” Amanda replied quickly, her tone carrying guilt she tried to mask. “I’ve just been caught up with everything… Aurora is now extra active and she cries a lot... at times I feel like I'm not doing enough as a mother... like I am failing at this whole thing...Plus the move, the changes in my life and on my body… I didn’t even realize how fast time passed.” “It’s okay, we are both trying...And you are an amazing mom, the move was for the best...Afterall Pemberton city is known for its luxury and beautiful,” I said quietly, though my eyes stayed o