Chapter 394 - Waiting Game

Franz had been with Arianne through all sixteen hours of active labor. He had held her hand through every contraction, counting the seconds as the waves of pain rolled through her body. He had fed her ice chips when her mouth went dry and pressed a cool cloth to her forehead when the sweat gathered on her skin. He had breathed with her, in through the nose and out through the mouth, the way the doctor had shown them in the class Arianne had signed them up for three months ago, even when his own breath wanted to catch in his throat and stay there. He had been there for every moment, every wave, every endless minute of the longest night and day of his life.