Adrian POV
I was still fighting and the darkness was cracking apart piece by piece like ice breaking under pressure, and I pushed harder than I'd ever pushed before because I could hear Elena's voice and that meant she was close.
She sounded exhausted and like she was in pain but she was alive and talking to me, and I concentrated on every word she was saying trying to use her voice as a rope to pull myself toward consciousness.
"We have daughters," she said. "Rose and Violet were born this morning."
Daughters.
Rose and Violet.
Born this morning.
My daughters were here, they were real, they'd been born and I'd missed it but they were alive and I had to meet them.
I had to see them and hold them and tell Elena I was sorry for missing their birth, and the desperation gave me strength
