Il suo zaffiro

chapter 34

Sapphire's sudden scream ripped through the room, piercing my heart with fear. I whipped around, seeing her hunched over, clutching her belly in pain.

"Sapphire!" I yelled, rushing to her side. Her face was pale, and she was gasping for breath. "What's wrong? Talk to me!"

"I-I don't know," she whispered, wincing, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It hurts so bad."

Panic surged through me, but I tried to keep my cool. My heart was racing, but this wasn't the time to freak out. Without wasting another second, I grabbed my car keys and scooped her up in my arms.

"I've got you. We're going to the hospital," I said, my voice shaking a little as I carried her to the car.

The drive felt like a blur. My hands were gripping the wheel so hard they hurt, and I kept glancing over at Sapphire, who was trying to breathe through the pain. She was scared, and so was I. But I wasn't about to let anything happen to her—or the babies. I hit the gas a little harder, praying I wasn't too late.

We arrived at the hospital, and I didn't waste any time getting her inside. A nurse rushed over with a wheelchair as I explained what was going on. They whisked Sapphire away, and I followed close behind, not letting her out of my sight.

The doctor arrived, checking her vitals and asking her questions while I stood helplessly by her side. I was terrified that something was wrong. After what felt like hours, the doctor turned to us.

"It's a false alarm," she said with a calm smile. I felt a huge wave of relief wash over me, but the fear still lingered. "It's not uncommon for women carrying twins to experience false contractions. But you need to rest, Sapphire," the doctor continued, her tone serious. "Your body is under a lot of stress right now. If you don't take it easy, the babies could come earlier than they should, and we want to avoid that."

Sapphire nodded, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes. She'd been pushing herself too hard, and it was my fault for not being there sooner, for not helping her more.

"I'll make sure she rests," I said, my voice firm. "No more stress."

The doctor nodded and left us, and I turned to Sapphire. She looked fragile lying there, and all I wanted was to protect her from any more pain.

"Sapphire... I'm so sorry," I whispered, taking her hand in mine. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you or the babies. I'll make sure you're taken care of."

She gave me a tired smile, squeezing my hand. "I know, Logan. I trust you."

Hearing those words from her, after everything that had happened between us, made my chest tighten with emotion. I wasn't going to let her down again. From now on, I'd be there for every step of the way. No more fear, no more jealousy—just me,
her, and our babies.

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A few hours had passed and Sapphire was relaxing a bit. I just feel like this is all my fault, if I hadn't brought up the situation and lash out on her so much she would've been alright. I stayed by her side, holding her hand as she rested. Her breathing had evened out, but I could tell she was emotionally and physically drained.

A nurse came in to check on her vitals and offered her a cup of water. I noticed how fragile her hands looked as she held the cup, and a pang of guilt hit me again. This wasn't just about her anymore—it was about the twins growing inside her.

"Logan," Sapphire said softly after the nurse left, breaking the silence. Her eyes met mine, glassy and tired. "You don't have to stay... you can go home. I'm okay now."

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. How could she think I wouldn't stay?

"Sapphire," I said firmly, leaning closer. "I'm not going anywhere. Not now, not ever."