Our Baby

CADE

I sit on the edge of the bed and pat the spot beside me. Hazel hesitates. For a second, she just stands there clutching her bra. It's a ridiculous situation. But right now, I'm most concerned about the fear in her beautiful eyes.

Slowly, she walks over and sits beside me. I take her hand immediately, only to find that her fingers are ice cold.

"Hey," I squeeze gently. "Whatever it is,