Anya
8 months later...
“Anya, I know it’s hard, but I think Lincoln is as good as—”
“Don’t,” I pleaded with my eyes tightly shut as I refused to hear what Alena had to say about Lincoln’s state. I held on to my baby bump and let out a few deep breaths before I looked at Lincoln. “He will make it, Alena. I have a feeling that he will. If I have to wait for that for decades, I will. Just don’t suggest taking off his life support to me. It’s like you are asking me if it’s alright with me if I take a silver bullet.”
“But your baby... it’s affecting your pregnancy,” Alena persisted and walked towards me calmly. “Waiting for Lincoln is stressing you out and it might harm the baby. As the pack’s doctor and your personal aid, I was forced to choose between what to save. And I chose the baby be
