Stella's p.o.v
The alarm clock goes off, but Severide doesn't get out of the bed. "Are you okay? Why aren't you preparing to go to work?" I ask my husband. "I told the chief about our miscarriage. He has given me time off work. I am all yours" Severide notifies me. "I am fine. You shouldn't put your life on hold for me. I will survive without you. I am more than this infant loss" I lie. "We had a miscarriage, not just only you. I lost apart of myself too" he reminds me. Reluctantly, I surrender all control.
