No help.
No one.
Just him…
A woman about to give birth…
And a child who refused to let go of his hand.
“The baby’s coming… right here,” Daniel said, serious.
Richard’s heart pounded.
He… who had never had children…
He… who had spent his entire life avoiding that dream…
Now stood in the middle of the street, about to witness a birth.
“I’m scared…” Lily whispered.
Richard looked at her…
And for the first time in years… his eyes filled with tears.
“Me too.”
The girl was quiet for a second.
Then she said something he would never forget:
“When we’re scared… God gets closer.”
Richard didn’t have time to respond.
Clara screamed.
A different kind of scream.
Final.
Daniel positioned himself.
“Now! When the pain comes—push!”
The rain intensified.
The wind picked up.
And in that moment…
In the middle of the street…
Between fear, cold, and uncertainty…
Life decided to arrive.
Richard held Lily’s hand tightly…
But deep down…
He was the one who needed her.
Then—
Silence.
One second.
That felt like forever.
And then…
A sound.
Soft.
Tiny.
But powerful enough to change everything.
A baby’s cry.
Richard held his breath.
Lily’s eyes widened.
Daniel slowly looked up… something strange on his face.
Something Richard couldn’t understand yet.