Liliana watched him with a calm expression, her voice as light and soft as a feather.
"Linton."
"What are you crying for?"
"What do you possibly have to cry about?"
Linton fell silent.
He had been in the throes of a deep, sorrowful cry, missing her and the baby terribly.
But her sharp words cut through his grief, and he didn't dare to cry anymore. He choked back his tears, his voice hoarse and strained.
"Okay, I'll stop crying. Don't be angry."
Liliana blinked, confused. "I'm not angry. I'm just curious why you're crying."
Honestly.
She wasn't trying to mock him.
She was genuinely curious why a man who was over six feet tall and not exactly a kid was standing there crying for no reason. What could he possibly be crying about?
Linton sniffled, his red-rimmed eyes fixed on her. "It's… it's nothing…"
"I was just… I just… Ugh, forget it. You wouldn't want to hear it anyway."
Liliana's mouth twitched. Without a second of hesitation, she turned and walked away.
This conversation was going nowhere.
Linton was walking on eggshells around her. The slightest move from Liliana sent him into a panic, terrified he would upset her and get kicked out.
He cherished this time living under her family's roof, wishing time would slow down so he could stay a few more days, gather a few more memories.
He knew that once the baby was born, it would be time for him to get lost.
He knew.
He had always known.
It was like a PTSD episode. Trembling, Linton lunged forward and caught her in his arms. A cold dread washed over him, and he held her, frantically trying to soothe her.
"Honey, it's okay, it's okay. I'm here. Just hold on. I'll drive you to the hospital!"
Liliana grabbed a fistful of his hair, crying out, "Hurry, it hurts so much!"
In that moment, she couldn't care less about love or hate. She clung to Linton like a lifeline, instinctively pleading with him.
"Hurry up!"
He winced from the sharp pull on his hair but kept his composure. He forced himself to stay calm, his hands shaking as he called the hospital to alert the doctor for delivery while helping Liliana to the garage.
His own eyes were filled with panic, and his lips trembled as he tried to comfort her. "Honey, Liliana… don't be afraid. I'm here. I'm always here."
"I'm taking you to the hospital right now. I'll stay with you, okay? I'll stay with you… I'll always be with you…"
The pain was so intense Liliana could barely speak.
The agony of childbirth was far worse than she had imagined. Even though she'd tried to prepare herself mentally, she was in so much pain she nearly blacked out.

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