oh, my heart... you cannot think that way.even though she knows its hard not to.
you cannot blame yourself. ameline wouldn't wish that on you.no one would.
you're alive for a reason. i couldn't do this without you.her voice wavers. it threatens to crack beneath emotion intensified by hormones and heart-ache.
you're alive for twitch, our children, for me.
it may feel selfish, but it's true. their past lays beneath rubble, but their future is still breathing. it still has a heartbeat. and yet, she doesn't mean to dismiss the loss he'd faced. she wanted to embrace it, in a way that was healthy.
she didn't want to tread on any paws. she knows he deals with things so differently...and yet, she can't help but hope this offer is recognized from respect for those fallen. to help soothe his own ache.
we could hold a celebration for them. to make sure they pass with remembrance. with care.they deserved it, to be put to rest.
another morsel is forced down her throat to feed the life blossoming within her. and with a soft laugh she says,
i'm afraid that'll cause them to riot. they cannot wait to meet you.her eyes are gentle as they find him. her man, her husband, the father to her children.
and i cannot wait for you to meet them.