It was an intense moment. The tension was so thick, Mr Edmund almost felt it could over shadow his vision.His wife laid on the clean white sheet of the hospital bed, waiting to be delivered of her baby. She turned her head restlessly from side to side, praying for this painful moment to pass.
On the other hand, a midwife, dressed all in white entered the delivery room. From the moment she stepped in, Mr Edmund felt uncomfortable. He had just felt the presence of an agent of darkness.
On passing Mr Edmund, her eyes locked with his. Her eyes were dark and there was something he could not place his hands on...This did not feel right. She detached her gaze away from his, and stood beside the woman on the bed.
She gave her a long look, not caring or feeling a slightest bit of the woman\'s pains.
Wearing her gloves, with the rest of her peers; she becons on the man to leave them to their job. Yes, he saw the evil glint in her eyes and the wicked smirk; but he was not afraid.
He left the room. He had acquired enough power during his youth to overcome this.
The battle line had been drawn.
A second before the process was suppose to start, and just as the man unlocked his hands, raised his head and stood from his knees; a man barged into the delivery room.
From the response and behavioural, it was obvious he was someone in high position. He commanded that the midwive should be exchanged with another. The other was also about to help deliver a child.
To everyone\'s suprise, the midwife disagreed. After much argument and chaos, she was forced to obey the command.
Hello! My name is Debby. I am a young girl with big dreams and a procrastinating habit...(that has stopped). I hope you would like my joint crap I put together to form amazing stories.
I am open to anyone that wants to talk, as long as you do not want to ask me out. Thank you...cheers😁
Oh and as for the previous story on my birth, a baby was brought forth and another was lost. He or she is probably enjoying in heaven.
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These are my mains. So.. looking forward to communicating with whoever you are. :)
When Sophie was little, her parents always fought. She would sit on the cold floor, her body pressed to the wall, and watch them. They would point, shout, yell, and not speak to each other for days.' Love is fake! It is temporary. Sophie would always say playfully. Of course, her parents were proof.
Years pass and life continues. Sophie then finds herself in the central world of her dilemmas. Would she wrestle to find that long-lost joy...maybe even for them all or sit on the sideline and wait for it to magically materialize itself?