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Her arms ached from doing compressions for so long without a break. But she hadn't stopped, and Graham was alive, thank God. The doctors said it was some kind of sudden cardiac event, that should have killed him, but he had lived sort of a medical miracle.

Catching sight of him waking up, Emma moved to his side from the uncomfortable plastic chair she'd been sitting in.

"Graham, hey. Look at me, you're okay, don't move too much okay? They had to put in a ton of IVs and I don't want you ripping them out."

Biting her lip for a second, Siena leaned into the teasing touch along her jaw.

Allie whispering in she ear sent shivers down Siena's spine, butterflies erupting in her stomach at the thought of voicing what she wanted aloud.

"... Kiss me."

Siena caught her bottom lip between her teeth, Allie's light touch sent visible shivers down her spine.

Teasing made it worse. Allie was so close and yet so far.

"... I think you know."

Send Me 👣 For My Muse's Reaction To Holding Mine And Your Muse's Child For The First Time Violet @ Edmund! Maybe Anthony or Hyacinth? @strxngertogether

Nineteen years ago he'd held their first son and heir for the first time, that had been one of the greatest moments of Edmund's life, a new chapter and a fresh start.

But just because baby Hyacinth was baby number eight didn't make her any less precious.

If anything his recent brush with death made this moment just as special.

Violet had fallen asleep so when their newborn fussed Edmund got up to tend to her.

He hadn't been able to hold Hyacinth when she was first born, he'd been too poorly. So this was the first he'd been able to hold his youngest.

Shushing gently, Edmund sat down on the edge of the bed, whispering to his daughter so that he wouldn't wake his exhausted wife.

After a few minutes he felt Violet stir.

"I got her... she's perfect, Vi."

Gracie rolled her eyes and was about to shoot back another retort, when duty called.

Jumping into action, Gracie took over the frantic mother an turned to John. Him standing here wasn't going to help anybody or calm down the woman, Gracie could take care of things here while John took care of looking for the daughter.

"You pass on the message to the rescue team, I got her."

"And in all the time you've been asking me out, have I ever said yes?" She liked John well enough, and she knew people often dated people they met through work.

"I've been a little too busy lately to date."

"No offense was taken." Lea said hoping he'd believe her, true she wasn't normally complimented so openly by a stranger, but the whole point of this dress was to get attention.

"I don't think we've been introduced is all."

"You look stunning in that gown.". - John - Leonora @storyofwhoiam

"Oh, thank you." Her mother had deemed it necessary that her wardrobe be made over, they had spent hours picking fabrics, her mother insisting on ordering shades of blue since that was the color it was rumored the prince liked best. And every piece was the height of fashion.

The pale blue gown that she was now wearing was apparently attracting attention from other suitors besides the prince.

"That is very kind of you to say, Sir."

The spell was broken. My uncle learned to laugh, and I learned to cry. The secret garden is always open now. Open, and awake, and alive. If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.

THE SECRET GARDEN (1993) dir. Agnieszka Holland