Ella My breath starts to come short and fast now as I press my hand desperately to my stomach, seeking that connection somewhere within me. But I feel like I’m grasping through empty air, my fingers searching for any touch, any tie, and coming up empty. “Ella,” Sinclair murmurs, tightening his han
I start to push myself from Sinclair’s lap, ready to get to my feet, to head into the forest, to find my son, but Sinclair quickly pulls me back.“Ella,” he hesitates, “I don’t know if it will work –““What?” I ask, spinning to look at him and frowning. “Why not?”He just shrugs and blinks at me. “I
Ella Sinclair and I both gasp at the same moment, and my eyes fly open, finding his. We are both frozen in place, but then another cry sounds and we are instantly in motion, bolting through the forest, searching for our son.“Rafe!” I cry, my voice desperate as Sinclair pulls ahead of me on his lon
“You’re going to grow up to be so big and strong,” I whisper to my pup, rocking him close against my body. “And we can’t wait to watch you do it.”“We need you to be strong, buddy,” Sinclair whispers, his voice catching. “Just hold on. Your mama’s going to carry you, and keep you safe.”“We’re so so
3(rd) Person Cora almost skids to a stop as she flies into Ella’s hospital room. “What,” she gasps. “What is it – is she –“ But Sinclair is just standing at the side of Ella’s bed, his hands pressed deep into his pockets, staring at the door as if he was waiting for her. Cora bites her words bac
Cora still hesitates and is surprised when Roger comes to her side and takes her hand. “We have to try,” he murmurs. When she looks up at him, she’s further shocked to see that his eyes are filled with hope. “I think he’s right, Cora. It makes sense. And it’s a gift – I don’t think it can hurt her.”
Ella My head feels…so heavy. I groan, trying to move my hands up so I can press them against my temples, but I can’t move them. “Easy,” I hear him say beside me and instinctually I turn towards his voice. Where – “Easy, Ella,” he murmurs, his words thick with emotion. “It’s all right…”I peel my
“Am I all right,” she huffs, laughing through the tears that are falling down her own cheeks. “Are you?”I smile at her, unable to help myself, and then glance down at my poor beat up little body. “Um, I think so?” I feel so weak but there is also…a warmth, a stillness in me that feels... I frown, l