Maria bit her lower lip. â€œI would have had to keep pressing on for my babyâ€™s sake. If we had stayed in the car we would have frozen to death within hours. It was the best move I could make.â€ She said softly. â€œIt was a risk but it was better than doing nothing.â€ She said honestly. Shaking a bit as she was still quite cold. She slowly let go of Niya for Akita to pick her up. The one month old looked at this woman curiously. Niya drank from the bottle happily. Sucking on it with minimal liquid coming out the side of her mouth. Maria smiled a bit. Her eyes drooping already. â€œNice to meet you Akita.â€ She said softly. Niya continuing to drink even as the rocking was beginning to put her to sleep. Maria dozed off and curled up in the chair. Wrapping the blanket around her tightly. Glad that the bruises didnâ€™t show too much. Glad the one on her face hadnâ€™t fully formed yet. She wasnâ€™t sure what she would do if she had to explain where it came from. She was embarressed about being a punching bag to an angry and violent male.