No Strings Attached

Clara slid out of bed in a swift motion, throwing herself into lan's arms. "lan!"

After their harrowing brush with death, words failed to capture the raw ache in their hearts. Every attempt at speech was choked back by emotion, and they just clung to each other, holding on tight.

lan's eyes, red and wet, gazed upon Clara as he tenderly kissed her forehead, over and over again. Only when he felt the warmth of her skin and her breath did he realize this wasn't a dream. This was real life He had truly found his Clara. She was alive.

"Clara, I'm so sorry. I should have been here sooner."

Tears streamed down Clara's cheeks. "Ian, Heidi kicked me so hard, several times. I don't know how long I drifted at sea. I was so scared... scared for our baby."

Heidi's kicks had been fierce, each one landing mercilessly on her lower belly. At that moment, Clara had felt a searing pain, and coupled with the time spent adrift at sea, especially during such a precarious period, every factor seemed to threaten their unborn child's life.

lips and whispered soothingly, "Don't worry. I've brought a medical team. We'll have you checked out in a bit. And if, by some

such dire conditions, the chances of the baby's survival were almost

way toward the door. The tattooed man on the ground yelled, "Where are you taking her? I'm the one who saved her!" sᴇaʀᴄh

it weren't for the fact that you saved her, do you think I'd let you

the cue, pulled out several wads of cash from his bag and threw them at the man. "Consider yourself lucky you didn't lay a finger on my lady, or your head would've been

so much money in his life, was so ecstatic that his eyes nearly popped

helicopter and gently laid her on the bed. His large hand gripped hers tightly. He reassured her in a low voice, "Don't be afraid. I'm right

with anxiety as she looked helplessly

again. "Sweetheart, don't think

if I can't get

bother. Life will be simpler without