"They're healthy. You'll get to see them once you're feeling better, so get stronger soon," he said softly, bringing his face close to mine.

I closed my eyes, feeling the exhaustion coursing through my body and the ache from the wound in my stomach. I'd had a C-section. I had wanted a natural delivery, but my body had given out suddenly. Everyone had supported my decision, knowing it was for the best for our children.

I could sense Hector's firm grip on my hands, so I glanced at him again. His eyes were closed, his face buried in my neck, as if he were resting or perhaps praying. A smile...