Zayde’s Point of View
The room is quiet now, except for the soft rhythm of Chloe’s breathing. She is curled on her side, her hand resting instinctively against her stomach.
I watch her for a few seconds longer, and once again I am reminded of just how beautiful she is.
I lean down, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
“I’ll be back soon.”
I whisper before making my way out of her hospital room.
As soon as I step into the waiting room, my eyes fall on them. My father. Uncle Jake. Jack and Jason. All of them are waiting.
Uncle Jake stands the moment he sees me.
“Did you two talk? How is she?”
I nod my head slowly.
"Yes, we did. She is asleep for now.”
"And?"
Jason asks, a small frown on his face.
“She… she took back the rejection.”
I say quietly. Relief flashes across Jake’s
