*She used one hand to entwine with Ethan Jensen.'s, squeezing it harder than normal. The other one rest gingerly on her stomach, prayers -

- soaring through the depths of her mind.* The doctors are good here, they are. Ethan Jensen.

*Part of this scenario reminded her all too long ago of the condition she was in only a few years earlier. It caused - Ethan Jensen.

- the anxiety to rise, but she tried her best to contain it because she knew it could put stress on the baby.* Ethan Jensen.

*A sinking feeling developed in her chest when Ethan Jensen. moved out of her sight. Even though she knew he was nearby, she needed -

- him right beside her.* Ethan Jensen.

*Another sharp pain stabs at the lower part of her body, hot tears swelling into her cerulean eyes.* Oh, God, please.. Ethan Jensen.

*She hated the whispers between workers in the hospital field. This wasn't the first time, probably nor the last she - Ethan Jensen.

- would have to endure the secrets kept between them.* Ethan Jensen.

W-What? I can do a natural birth, I promise.. *Her eyelids shut tightly, attempting to hold back the threatening tears - Ethan Jensen.

- once again. Danielle didn't want to go through a surgery. Her body was already weaker then most, causing more of a - Ethan Jensen.

- risk for her than normal.* Ethan Jensen.

*If the doctors believed this was what was best for the baby.. She scribbled her signature onto the line, shoving the - Ethan Jensen.

- clipboard back towards the array of medical officials.* There. *Danielle knew in her heart that she just wanted their - Ethan Jensen.

- child to survive.* Ethan Jensen.

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"I want to try again." Ethan Jensen.

"Love." Ethan Jensen.