~ 5 MONTHS LATER ~

~ HAMES ~

My poor heart was beating really fast as Imogen was struggling to get Tristan's head out of her tiny hole, groaning and sweating. I felt helpless. I wanted to help her with the pain but all I could do was hold her hand really tight, muttering soothing words to her.

Her fingernails were digging into my skin. It was hurting but I knew the pain was nothing compared to hers. It felt like I could feel her pain, my heart was aching, I was very sweaty.

"Don't worry, baby. Please stay calm." I continued to comfort her 

"Hames," she cried, breathing heavily. ...