Elsa
Adam carried me to bed, cradling me as though holding on to me might shield us both from the darkness we’d seen. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close, and for the first time, I felt the weight of his own sorrow break free. We cried together, our pain mingling in the quiet of the room.
That night, he whispered thoughts I hadn’t expected to hear—thoughts of leaving it all behind, just the two of us and the life growing inside me, walking away from the chaos and finding peace somewhere far from this world that demanded so much from us.
I knew, in the deepest part of me, that leaving wouldn’t be wise, that we were in too deep to simply turn away. But the temptation was strong. I nestled deeper into Adam’s arms, his hand resting protectively over my belly as we lay spooned t
