Viggo
I flinch as Mom screams again, the sound sharp enough to vibrate through my bones. She’s been in labor for hours, every cry ripping the air. Like me, this baby is coming five days after conception. I don’t remember Mom sounding so desperate and raw when she gave birth to Melody or the twins.
Something doesn’t feel right. My stomach twists as we hear Mom crying from the infirmary. We look at each other, wide-eyed, barely breathing. Dad and Grandma are with her. The rest of us are sitting in the kitchen, hands clenched, waiting for news.
Kai looks like he’s about to have a heart attack! Mom is his only daughter, and he hates hearing her in pain, even if it is the most natural thing a woman can do, giving birth.
“How much longer do you think it will take?” Melody asks.
I shrug. “I
