They were terrified something might go wrong.
I supposed I couldn't blame them, not after everything we'd been through. We'd spent so much of our lives fighting to keep each other safe that perhaps it was only natural for them to struggle with something they couldn't control.
And now they were about to become fathers.
Actual fathers.
The thought would've made me smile if I hadn't been so busy trying not to scream.
For all their ridiculous behavior over the last few months, those three idiots loved me more than I could ever explain. They loved our daughter too, even though they hadn't met her yet, and I knew that if they could've taken even a fraction of my pain, they would've done it without hesitation.
Unfortunately, they couldn't.
So I was going to have to do this myself.
And hol
