“Ethan. His number’s on my phone. The passcode is two-three-one-two,” I manage to tell a nurse before I’m wheeled into the delivery room.
Dr. Patel appears calm as she gently rubs my arm. “Seren, the bleeding indicates that your placenta might be detaching from the uterine wall, which means the baby is coming right now.”
I close my eyes. I know something is going to go wrong.
“I know this is scary, but we’re ready for this. I just need you to focus on your breathing. We’re going to do everything we can to keep both you and your baby safe,” she assures me.
“I’m scared. It feels like…” I whisper, tears flooding my eyes. Once again I’m alone, and I don’t know what’s at the other end. I don’t think my baby will make it. It’s too early.
“We’re all here for you,” she reassures me as she hoo
