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"This is stunning."
My heart flutters at their compliments.
"Thank you," I smile, blushing with excitement.
"We have to get started on it as quickly as we can. I will be back soon to monitor everything. So, that'll be all." I send them a warm smile and leave the studio, heading straight for the office while Brenda follows me.
"Your phone rang twice. It's your husband." She says to me as we walk into the office. I plop gently on the chair, taking my phone from her.
"Thank you, Brenda. Can you please get me a glass of water?"
"Sure, Ma'am."
I dial his number, and he picks up immediately.
"Hey, baby." I hear his deep voice through the speakers. Arianna's babbling voice echoes in the background, and I giggle.
"Hey, honey." I smile, and I wish I could see Michael and Ariana.
"Are you okay? You sound tired." I can detect the hint of worry in his tone, making me roll my eyes.
"I am fine, Mich__."
My words got caught off when I felt a warm liquid trickle down my legs. I froze in my seat, my mind going blank for a while.
"Baby?"
"Uh…babe, I think my water just broke," I whispered.
"Shit!"
"Baby? Baby, can you hear me?" I can feel Michael panicking on the other side of the phone.
I release a shaky breath. "Uh…yeah! Yeah,"
"I am going to call John and Cassie. Is Brenda there?"
A contraction hits me, and I can’t hear anything anymore.
"Argh!" I grunt.
"My back hurts so badly," I cry, panting heavily. My back hits the pillow with a soft thud, and I hold Michael's hand as tightly as possible.
He connects his forehead with mine and softly kisses it, sighing softly.
"Baby, look at me," He urged me, and I sobbed. The pain that shoots through me only intensifies with every passing second.
"Just make it stop," I groan, tightening my grip on his hands.
"Hey, hey, baby,"
"Look at me," He says softly, cupping my face. I take short rapid breaths while I keep my eyes locked on him.
"Good girl." I can see the apprehension on his face, but he tries to remain calm in the tense moment. He smiles at me softly, and I shake my head, continuing with my rapid short breaths,
"Breathe, baby. Breathe." He tells me.
"I am breathing!" I snap. Beads of sweat break out on my face again, tiredness washing over me. He does not take my harsh words to heart; he holds my hand in his, kissing it softly.
