*in Amber's POV* I walked into my bedroom to see Connor sitting at the end of my bed with his head in his hands. He looked up when I dropped my bag on the floor.
"Did you do it?" Connor asked with tears in his eyes and his hands shaking.
I shook my head, "I couldn't do it." I sat next to him and took his hand, tears brimming in my eyes. "I couldn't kill our baby."
He pushed my bangs out of my face and smiled. He pulled me into his lap as I leaned into him and started to cry harder. He rubbed my back, trying to get me to stop crying, "I'm scared Connor." I said as I looked at him, trying to stop crying.
"I know Amber. It's not gonna be easy but I think we can do it."
I nodded and laid my head in the crook of his neck. He scooted us to the head of my bed and laid down. Almost instantly I fell asleep.