After seven hours trapped in a failing elevator, my firefighter husband finally arrived—then stepped over his pregnant wife to carry his ex-lover out first.
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Chapter 49 / 50
Chapter 49 - Leo
At 6:14 AM, the room filled with the sharp, beautiful sound of a newborn's cry.
"He's here," the doctor smiled, placing the small, wriggling baby onto my chest.
I looked down at my son. He had a tuft of dark hair and massive, curious eyes.
"Leo," I whispered, touching his tiny, perfect hand.
Mark leaned over us, kissing my forehead, his face wet with tears. "He's perfect."
I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of my son against my skin.
I remembered the cold, crushed metal of the tunnel. I remembered the absolute certainty that I was going to die in the dark, pregnant and alone.
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But I hadn't.
I had survived to see the sunrise. I had survived to meet my son.
