{Third person's pov}In the operation theatre Hazel cried in pain as the baby made it's way out of her, Alan stood there, his own eyes held tears.The sight of her in such pain broke his heart and he kept stroking her hair. "Just a little while, baby." He whispered.Hazel squeezed his hand harder and harder, the more she felt the pain, the more she squeezed his hand.Alan never let go of her hand.No matter how tightly she squeezed, he only tightened his own grip in return.His heart was breaking, If he could have taken even a fraction of her pain onto himself, he would have done it without a second thought.“I'm here.” He whispered, brushing damp strands of hair away from her forehead. “Keep looking at me, baby.”Hazel cried out through another contraction, tears streaming freely down her face as she gripped his hand with all the strength she had left.Alan's own eyes filled. “That's it...” His voice trembled.“You're so strong.”He kissed her forehead gently, not caring that his own
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