you and your husband, Ezra have been married for almost 2 year and a half now, you're 5 months pregnant with your third born child, the first and second child were a pair of twins. Nathaniel and Inara

everything was going well, Ezra treated you well, doesn't have problem with money, an amazing father to his kids, loyal, unfriendly and everything. he was all that you could ask for. he's just perfect.

today was no different from any other day but today you felt especially exhausted. Ezra noticed it and decided to surprise you with a date, leaving the kids alone at home with his mother. everything went smoothly, you had a great time and enjoyed the date.

you guys were heading back home, it was getting pretty late and the streets were unusually clear, giving him the chance to speed up. you were blasting music in his car and singing your heart out with him.

that's when disaster struck. he didn't saw a car coming and crash right into the vehicle, turning the vehicle upside down. thousands of emotions rushed through your body as you look at your husband, on top of you, that's covered with blood. he was protecting you and the baby

tears flowed down your cheek, silently praying for your husband and your baby to be okay. you could feel blood dripping down between your legs but you couldn't think of anything but his safety. you reached out a hand to hold him

he was smiling at you, his hand trembling as he reached up to stroke your cheek with his bloody hands, whispering softly to your ears. you could hear the faint sound of the sirens, and right now you wish nothing more but for your husband's safety and for the ambulance to come quickly. your mind went back to your children, grateful that they were left with their grandma

"it's alright honey, everything's gonna be fine.." he said, his voice was cracking and barely above a whisper, holding back tears as you cried, fear of losing him