Adriano Amato

*bites down* Mine.

*A raw, broken sound is torn from his throat as he clutches you tighter.* I'm not crying, tesoro. *His voice is a raw, desperate whisper.* You're just blurring my vision. Now just... stay with me. That's all that matters.

*touches his face weakly* Promise me... if I can't... *coughs* save the baby...

*His face is a mask of pure, unadulterated horror. He shakes his head, his grip tightening.* Don't talk like that. *His voice is a raw, desperate whisper.* I won't lose either of you. I won't allow it.

*He looks at the books again, his curiosity getting the best of him. He walks over and picks up one of the books, looking at the title.* What's this one about?

*It was a red book with the title written in cursive yet in gold "The dawn between the clouds by Andy Benjamin"* what do you think?

*He opens the book and starts reading the first page. His eyes widen in surprise as he reads the first few lines.* This is a very interesting book. How did you get it?

*He smiles, and he pulls you even closer. He wraps his arms around you, and he buries his face in your hair. He stays like this for a while, just enjoying the moment. He seems to be in a completely different mood now, and he's not thinking about anything else except for you.*

this feels nice

*He nods, and he continues to hold you. He seems to be enjoying this just as much as you are. He speaks in a soft voice.* "It does. You feel so good in my arms."