Charles’s eyes glistened.
I hurried toward him and hugged him.
He hugged me back and I felt him weep.
My eyes spilled tears too.
“I wish I knew,” I whispered. “I wish you weren’t alone.”
“It’s okay, Hazel. We can’t change anything about it now. But look what happened. You found me.”
I stepped back. “I only found out because of the pictures.”
“Speaking of those,” Charles grinned.
“Ew,” I said. “You want them back?”
“What are you going to do with them?”
I opened my mouth, half ready to laugh, and I felt a twinge in my lower back.
I inched to my right and leaned against the couch.
“You should sit down,” Charles said. “Come on, sit down and relax. We can keep talking.”
I reached for Charles and my knees suddenly gave out.
I let out a scream and Charles caught me.
The two of us fell to our knees.
“Hazel?” Charles asked.
My mouth opened again.
A surge of pain ripped through my entire body.
I had no breath for a second.
And then I suddenly did.
My breath and voice came back as I felt a rush…
I gasped and looked down.
“Hazel, talk to me,” Charles said.
I lifted my gaze and felt my entire body shaking.
“I think I’m going into labor right now.”
Chapter Thirty-Seven
ATLAS
Jago stretched on the ice.
Joe and I stood next to one another, eyeing up Colorado.