one hundred and fourty two

Elijah’s POV

As soon as I heard Vanessa's scream, panic surged through my veins, and I rushed towards her without a second thought. The intensity of her pain was evident, and I knew in my gut that she was going into labor. Time seemed to slow down as I focused all my energy on getting her to safety.

With the help of Dante, we quickly guided Vanessa towards the waiting car. Every second felt like an eternity as I navigated through the flurry of emotions and the tension that seemed to hang in the air. I could sense a brewing tension between Dante and me, but at that moment, my sole focus was on Vanessa and the well-being of our unborn child.

As we hurriedly settled Vanessa into the car, my heart raced with a mix of fear and determination. The weight of the situation pressed upon me, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness towards Vanessa.

But even Amid the chaos, I couldn't ignore the subtle tension between Dante and me. Perhaps it was the adrenaline or the overwhelming c