Camila’s POV
"Come on, you can do it!" the doctor shouts loudly.
Luciano was by my side, holding my hand.
I'm so nervous, in so much pain, and yet so happy, I don't know how to handle it.
"You can do it, darling, let's go; I'm here with you."
"My love, I'm tired, I'm getting tired," I said with heavy breathing.
Drops of sweat trickled down my forehead, despite being hot, my body felt cold.
People kept coming in, everyone looked alarmed, so many worried faces I saw; Luciano and the doctor were trying to calm me down.
"I can't take it anymore, darling."
I feel my body starting to fail, I don't have enough strength, I'm still keeping my eyes open in anticipation of meeting my baby; but I'm struggling with myself.
"You're strong, remember what you promised me, you'll always be by my
