You and Ajax had only held your child once before the world had come crashing down. It's been a week since then. A week, and it's as if the world kept turning without you.

Your husband had never seen you so miserable, curled up in the covers as you cried and slept, then woke up to cry again. Hell, he cried with you too. Your baby hadn't even seen the world.

"Hey," Ajax murmured , slinking an arm around you as you lay in bed. He wanted to comfort you too, but his own ache was apparent.