"Our baby." She cried in my arms. "Please, save our baby. Save her, Forest; not me. Please."
I brushed more rubble out of her face and hair.
My hands were shaking. My entire body was shaking.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she wasn't crying. No. She was begging - Charlie was begging me to save our baby and not her.
She doesn't have any visible external injuries, but she definitely has internal injuries. She hurt her back. That much I can tell. I think she also sprained an ankle.
... and there's a thin line of blood going down the inside of her leg ...
"I promised you we would have a big family." I removed more pieces of wood out of her hair. "I said we would grow old together, Charlotte Greyson and I told you this baby would be the first of many more babies we're going to