Our Hearts (Book 3)

CHAPTER 7

~WESTON~

It's early in the morning when I wake up feeling nauseous. I groan and make my way to the toilet but the nausea gets better and I sigh in relief. The meds really work, I've only thrown up a few times since I started to take them. I go back to the bed and place myself in Hero's embrace. He grunts and pulls me closer into his body and snuggles into the crook of my neck. "I love you." I whisper. "I love you too."

He placed both of his hands on my belly and our little princess startrd to move around. She's been kicking like crazy the past few nights, my ribs are sore and I'm tired. At night when Hero is asleep, I talk to her. I don't know why but I get embarrassed when someone listens to me talking to her. It's so intimate and I'm still struggling with showing my true emotions out in the open.

I mean not to Hero but this conversation I have with her is so private and makes me feel so vulnerable and that's something I don't like to show. I walk out of the bedroom and go downstairs. I look out through the window and put both my hands on my belly, rubbing it slowly and swinging my body slowly from side to side. Tonight I'm singing to her.

"This is a song for your dad. His name is Hero, but that's not just his name. That's his true colors. He's my Hero. He saved me so many times and I know that he'll be your Hero too." Then I started to sing Mariah Carey's song - Hero.

There's a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid
Of what you are
There's an answer
If you reach into your soul
And the sorrow that you know
Will melt away

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you

It's a long road
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And that emptiness you felt
Will disappear

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you, oh, oh

Lord knows
Dreams are hard to follow
But don't let anyone
Tear them away, hey yeah
Hold on
There will be tomorrow
In time you'll find the way

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you
That a hero lies in you
Mmm, that a hero lies in you

When I sing my little ladybug moves and kicks and I smile and continue to sing.

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~HERO~

I wake up in the middle of the night and Weston isn't in bed. I immediately get worried and get out of bed and walk downstairs and when I'm at the last step I hear her. She's singing. I quietly walk towards her voice. She's standing in the kitchen, looking out through the window with both her hands on her belly. I get tears in my eyes as I watch her.

She's so beautiful and her voice is amazing, so beautiful and she's singing Hero by Mariah Carey. I know that she thinks of me when she sings it, and it fits perfectly. Every word in those lyrics is true. I saved her from her herself, I saved her from her demons, I got her to trust me and made her feel safe with me. I'm her Hero. God damn!

I love this woman so incredibly much. Everything about her gives me butterflies. She's perfect. I wouldn't have her in any other way than she is. She turns around and when she sees me, she looks ashamed. I know that she doesn't like to show her emotions too much. Towards me, yes but to that little life inside her. It's the biggest commitment she'll ever make and it scares her, and I know she's afraid that I'll love our daughter more than her. But that's not something you can compare. The love between me and her is undeniable. I love her with every inch of my heart, my whole being loved her, craves her, and needs her.

The love for our daughter is on a whole other level. It's no romantic love. It's just that love that is forever. No question asked. It's unconditionally and utterly beautiful. Endless and eternal. "Why are you crying, babe?" She asks. I wipe my tears away. "You're so beautiful and that song really moved me and to see how much you love our child when you think that no one sees it, it's just overwhelming." She blushes.

I don't think I've ever seen her do that before but as I said, this is new to her. She isn't used to having something so precious like a baby. A mother's love is unconditional. I love our daughter to death but the love a mother has for her child, I don't think you can ever understand it. "You heard me?" She asks.

"I did. It was beautiful." She bit her bottom lip. She doesn't know how to act right now. Like she's been caught doing something illegal. "Don't be ashamed. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever witnessed."

"I thought of you when I sang it." I smile. "You did?"

"Yes, You're my Hero in every aspect." She says. "And you're mine. Come on, let's go back to bed."

"Okay." I hold out my hand to her and she takes it and follows me back to our bedroom. We crawl under the covers and cuddle up. I put one protective hand over her belly. Then we both fall asleep.