CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT - The Birth

Everything moved quickly after that. Ella was rushed to the operating room, with Lucas following close behind, dressed in scrubs. As they prepped Ella for surgery, Lucas held her hand, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm scared, Lucas," Ella whispered, tears in her eyes. Lucas leaned down, pressing his forehead to hers. "I know, sweetheart. But you're going to be fine. Our baby is going to be fine. I'm right here with you." The next few minutes were the longest of their lives. The room was filled with the sound of medical equipment and the urgent voices of the surgical team. Lucas kept his eyes fixed on Ella's face, whispering words of love and encouragement. Then, suddenly, a cry pierced the air - strong, loud, and beautiful. "It's a girl!" the doctor announced. Ella and Lucas both burst into tears as their daughter was quickly checked over and then brought to them. Despite the chaotic circumstances of her arrival, she was perfect - a tiny bundle with a shock of dark hair and brig