𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 - (𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞) ·˚ ༘·

𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬

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𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯 :

I'm just relaxing on the sofa watching, stroking Benji. Taylor decided to go out shopping. I did offer to go with her but she said she could manage by herself.

Taylor said she would be home buy 2, I can't help but worry about her. She hasn't got long until she gives birth, to our baby, it still feels so unreal saying that.

The clock said 2:30, Don't worry I told myself, Taylor is 100% ok. Taylor and her driver a probably stuck in your average New York traffic jam.

All of a sudden I got a call from Andrea. I answered, "Hey Andrea" I said sitting up, "Um Hi" she replied, I could sense worry in her voice. "Is everything alright?" I asked, "it's Taylor" she replied.

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I was waiting impatiently with Andrea and Scott, in the hospital room. This couldn't be real, it can't be, this can't be happening.

Taylor had gotten into a car crash, they had to deliver our baby early. Taylor, we don't know how bad she is, I'm praying my love and my baby are ok.

All of a sudden, a doctor appeared in the wating room and came over to us, hopefully with an update.

"We have some news on your daughter, she's fine, more than a fine, she's in perfect health. She's a little fighter" The nurse said, the painful weight of the worry halved.

"Can we see her?" I asked, "Yes of course" she replied, "Can we come?" Andrea asked, "I'm sure that's ok" The nurse said.

We made our way to meet our daughter, the feeling so amazing yet so unreal. I'm a dad, and Taylor is a mum.

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The moment the nurse handed me my baby, I felt as if the universe had made everything had fall into perfect place.

The best way I can describe the feelings is that I was scared of hurting her, scared of what her future would hold, scared for her safety but I could also feel the extreme love, the most extreme feelings of love I have ever experienced.

I could feel the tears in my eyes, "hey, sweetheart" I said, trying not to cry. She had Taylors face, the same nose, lips and facial structure.

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I've been sitting by Taylor's bedside for 3 days now, not wanting to leave her unless it's to see our daughter. The moment I was told they doctors had no other option but to put Taylor into a coma. I can't help but think of the worst case scenario, loosing her. Our little girl needs her mama, I don't think I can survive without her. "I love you Taylor" I say softly, kissing her on the forehead.

I, well we have decided to name our daughter Margot. We decided on this not long before all of this mess started.

Taylor simply adored the name, I think it's a beautiful name. Taylor also agreed and said it was so classic and every elegant.

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As the days turn into weeks, my hope is filtering away. Taylor, I just have a sense she isn't going to make it out alive, she isn't going to her baby grow up.

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𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐧.