I laid down on the bed in a failed attempt to rest for a bit, but it was hopeless as my contractions have continually increased. Seth has been kind and held me, but I think that’s partly to reduce the pain he’s feeling.
The fight is not going well, I can tell. Seth hasn’t left me once, so I’m not sure he actually knows what's going on either, but it’s written all over their faces when they come in. I haven’t seen Benjamin or Michael in a while, but I can still smell them. I’m fairly sure that Oliver has banned them from entering the room.
A wave of pain from a contraction comes again bringing me to tears as Seth holds me tightly gently trailing his fingers up and down my arm. “I’m just so tired,” I say as it finally passes, leaving me feeling wrecked. “I know, Love. I know.”
