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It wasn't your fault

AARON’s POV

I had never been more scared as I was at that moment.

Bella had lost quite an amount of blood and it was fucking scary as hell not knowing if she was going to survive or not.

God please save Bella and my baby, I muttered a silent prayer.

When last had I even prayed like that?

Fuck. They really had to make it.

Why was it taking so fucking long to give us some news?

I looked down at my hands that trembled a little.

It was stained with Bella’s blood and my designer white shirt as well.

But I couldn’t care less about a stupid shirt at that very moment.

The air felt heavy, my heart thudding in my chest as I waited for the doctor to deliver the news. The seconds felt like hours, and when the door finally opened, I held my breath, my eyes locked on the doctor's face.

Took long enough. I was already about to lose my patience.

He cleared his throat, his expression somber, and my gut clenched as if a fist had tightened around it. "Mr. Aaron Davis," he began, his voice gentle yet we
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