“Listen to me, Amelia,” his voice is at my ear, “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” “It hurts.” I whimper. “I know baby, but nothing can hurt you anymore. Ever again. I’ve got you.” The weight lifts from my chest and I suck in air, dragging it down into my lungs. “That’s it, breathe for me. Breathe, I’ve got you. You’re safe.”
