At my cousin’s wedding reception, we were seated having our meal when my family arrived late and started greeting everyone loudly. I was eight months pregnant and couldn’t stand up easily to greet them from my chair. My mother demanded, “Get up from that chair right now. Your sister needs to sit.” I refused. “She’s only 2 months pregnant. I’m 8 months.” I stayed seated. My father walked over and k/i/c/k/ed my chair hard from behind, making me f a. l l backwards. I landed on my pregnant belly and my water b r/ oke all over the floor. My mom… / Chapter 36 / 40

Chapter 36 - A Peaceful Arrival

The labor began quietly on a rainy Tuesday night.

There was no screaming, no public humiliation, and absolutely no panic.

Daniel calmly packed my hospital bag, held my hand as we walked to the car, and drove us to the private maternity ward with steady, focused precision.

The hospital room was quiet, dimly lit, and incredibly serene.

The nurses were kind, and Daniel never left my side for a single fraction of a second. He held my hand, breathing with me through every contraction, offering me a profound, silent strength.

"You are doing perfectly, my love,"

Daniel whispered, pressing a cool cloth to my forehead.