EPOV:
I woke in the early hours of Saturday morning to my beautiful wife, Rosalie, tangled in the white sheets, peacefully sleeping. It was strange seeing her belly flat, since the past nine-and-a-bit months I had gotten used to the massive bump.
I untangled myself from the sheets and got out of bed as slowly and quietly as I possibly could. I kissed Rose softly on the forehead and left our bedroom. I closed the door quietly and tip-toed into the kitchen. I couldn't help noticing how quiet it was. Usually, Rose was up at eight o'clock getting ready for work, but she was now on maternal leave.
I grabbed the kettle and filled it with water until it was full. I then put it back and flicked it on. As the water in the kettle boiled, I pulled out some cooking utensils. A frying pan, a glass bowl, two plates, two forks, a whisk. I also grabbed some eggs, milk, salt, pepper and bread. Then the kettle ticked and told me it was ready to pour.
About twenty minutes later, I strolled into the bedroom and placed the tray of food down on the end of the bed when I saw Rose was still sleeping. I leaned down and gently kissed her. When I pulled away, her eyes fluttered open and she smiled. I smiled back.
"Good morning, sleepy-head." I said happily.
"Good morning." Rose replied sleepily as she stretched her stiff muscles. I picked the tray back up and showed her the food. She sat up and held her hands out to take the food. I gave her the tray and climbed in bed next to her. Rose gobbled down the scrambled eggs and drank the orange juice faster than usual. I watched her the whole time.
"Thank you, honey." Rose said when she had finished.
"No problem." I replied before kissing her. When we pulled away, the sound of a tiny baby wailing broke the comfortable silence of a lovely Saturday morning.
Two Months Later...
"I can't do it! I can't do this anymore!" screamed Rose's voice. I shot up into a sitting position and stared at my wife, still half-asleep. Rose threw Kaytlin's blanket on the ground and slumped on the end of our bed. When the tears began to roll down her cheeks, I crawled over to her and sat beside her. She held her head in her hands and cried. I put a comforting arm around her and held her there. When she finally calmed down I stroked her beautiful blonde hair away from her face.
"Rose, Rose, Rose..." I murmured. "What is wrong?"
"I can't do it. I just can't do it." she said shakily. I wiped a tear that had escaped her blue eyes away with my thumb.
"Do what?" I asked. She shook her head as her bottom lip quivered ominously.
"Kaytlin." she whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear.
My eyes widened as I realized what she had meant.